We planted triggers to fire off various “realizations” that would move them towards their discovering Jesus’s love. This was using the same meth...ds my father used to condition his “girls”.We both enjoyed doing that together, and it was challenging for both of us for different reasons. He used hundreds of small motivators and inhibitors to direct the person’s mind little by little. It was like watching one of those Rube Goldberg machines where a ball hits a broom that slides into a chicken. .Sometimes I would hide in an old steamer trunk in the attic and shove something I found into my ass at first I started out small but as my asshole began to stretch I found larger objects to stick up there one of my favorites was a candle I stole from the dining room it was tapered at the tip and slid in easily and I could stick it in deep and kind of swirl it around that was fun! Once I shoved a small ball up there and could not get it out tried as I might I was scared but said nothing and. I said ok see ya in half an hour. I returned half an hour later and she met me in the kitchen wearing that same shirt. I looked at her. her hair was a mess and she pulled the shirt up at her pussy to show me how gunked up her pussy was again. I ate her again on the counter and out of the corner of my eye I saw Dennis wacking his cock and watching me. I didn't want him to know I saw him, so as I glanced around I expected him to snaek out of sight. I turned my head and he was right there wacking. ...I couldn't talk, couldn't breathe....I just kept thinking over and over....DON'T STOP!!....PLEASE....DON'T STOP!!.....FUCKME!!.....FUCK MY ASS!!......SO FULL!!......CUMMING.......CUMMING.......LOVEIT!!.....SHIT.......SOOO BIG ........AAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGGGGGGHHHHHH.........FUCKITHARD!!....OHGODITSSOOOOOGOOODDD Just when I thought I'd die cumming another of the guys stuck his cock in my mouth and pushed it down my throat and cum instantly...I was choking...cum was running.