The hands gripping her ankles loosened and she was allowed to lower her legs to the floor and sit up. She was frightened to look down.“Does that fee... better?” asked Miss Pritchard. When there was no reply, she took the girl’s hand and pulled her to her feet and across to the long mirror and made her stand in front of it. She softly stroked the area where her pubes had been and then felt along her pussy lips. “I think Wendy has done a good job on you, don’t you? I think you ought to thank. Some of them started to go ahead and cum in her mouth as she was sucking them. They took her on the pool table, bent her over chairs, sat her on their laps, pinned her against the books, handcuffed her to the bar. They moved on to penetrating her ass and pussy at the same time while she hung off their necks.They passed her around until she lost count of how many of them had carried her. She lost count of how many times one man pulled out of her ass only to put it in her mouth. She lost count of. The only thing she loved as much as watching Mike with another woman, was BEING the woman he was undressing. That morning, so long ago, and so FAR away, in Thailand, she had known it would be fun to have Mike, she hadn't even heard his name, yet, make love to her. After a little small talk, a drink of beer, and a shower together, when he WAS making love to her, she had felt a spark that she had NEVER felt before. It had left her breathless, and wanting so much more. She had begged him not to. ” “Take them off Marie,” John had said loudly from behind. “You need punishing properly.” Marie duly removed them and hung them on the stand before taking her first steps towards her punishment. As usual, both men followed on behind. Rod was always unsure of what was going through John’s mind as they followed but he knew his own thoughts. He watched her fleshy, white buttock cheeks rising and falling knowing that they would soon be very red. Once inside the room Marie would climb onto the bed.