I bet I looked just as frightful.“We're Lilith's High Priestesses,” I added, folding my arms beneath my breasts and glaring at the false gods.“T...e gallows then,” Mark said, his voice grim. “We don't have time to waste on you. 51, take them outside.”“We did love you both,” Mary added as the bodyguards seized our arms and marched us through the prison, Mark and Mary trailing behind us. When I first met them, they had been a perverted, laughing couple. They were soft, only out for their own. I was slouched down holding this ridiculous DVD of some 70's movie I'll always remember the name of called "Frogs", with Lydia's ceramic pipe in my hand. I realized Courtney was between my legs. I was so drunk and high and turned on, I barely reacted to her, except to let my legs fall open more."I don't think we need to watch a movie," she said. "If that's ok with you." Her hands came up the inside of my thighs. I felt a tingle everywhere."Uh-huh," was all I could say as the DVD feel onto my. He gave me enemas all day to make me come like that.The 4th day, he held me above his penis on the couch and lowered me down on it, seeing how far he could get in. I wanted him inside me, so I tried to relax, but he could only get the head in. He rubbed me up & down on the head till he came, then douched me and, since I obviously loved enemas with sex, he gave me an enema, making me come like I had the 3rd day. Then he tried to get his penis into my ass, but that was pretty hopeless, even. Blanca had turned on her heels and was walking out of the church before Janet could formulate a reply. Tiffany had gone off to talk with Stephanie, leaving her alone. The next morning, they took the train to Manhattan. The subway was crowded with all the commuters going to work. "Are you going to work after this?" asked Tiffany. "Depends on how I feel," answered Janet. "Me, too." Blanca Sanchez was a junior partner at a prestigious law firm. The lobby was covered in marble that.