Ayan: Yes, Mom.Mona: All three have had your fingers inside their pussies?Ayan: Yes, Mom.Mona: Will you push your fingers inside mine, too?Ayan: Mom�...Mona: Will you? I am just like them, right?Ayan: You are not my girlfriend, Mom.Mona: What if I was your girlfriend?Ayan: Mom, stop. This is all too much for me. I need some time to take in all this.Mona: You don’t have to be shy, Ayan. Not anymore.Ayan: Please…Mona: What is it that is bothering you? You still don’t think it was really me in that. I could taste and smell her musky cum and I couldn’t get enough. I was lapping at her like a thirsty dog as her fingers slowly slipped out of her body; I cleaned them as they came. As soon as her fingers slipped out of her my tongue was there trying to replace them. Her fingers remained either side of her clit, holding herself open for me. I closed my lips over her hard little nub and I sucked. Slowly I increased the suction then flicked my tongue over it. I heard Sarah moan again and I could. Although the lighting was almost as bad as at the Hood & Noose, she could see at least a dozen girls, some younger than herself, chained to the blood-spattered walls. In one corner a man was being whipped by three teens while two men took turns violating the bottom of a very attractive blonde who was tied across a leather-covered saw horse."This is so boring," the supervisor yawned as they watched a hostess wrap a woman's breasts with piano wire. "Nothing creative, just the same old stuff," he. "Melody wiped her eyes."I'm sorry. That day with you there was the first time he made me take my clothes off. Up until then he would just squeeze my tits while I was sucking and that was through my clothes."She choked back a soft sob."Now I have no idea what he'll do to me."I reached out and grasped her hand and we held onto each other's hand really hard. I felt so bad for her and I also felt that I was partly to blame for the escalation of her humiliation. I felt sick to my stomach that what I.