“Afraid so,” the man said with a smile. “So now we get to play with you for a while...” he laughed a very deep laugh and added, “... a very ...ong while.”“Oh, God!,” she screamed. “I’m in Hell, aren’t I?”“I’m afraid I can’t answer that question right now, Olive Oyly” the man answered. “Or should I call you ‘Oyly’?”Olivia thrashed against her bonds trying to pull herself free. The man reached down and stroked her face. “Does Oyly really want to get away?” he asked in a mocking voice. “Isn’t this. " Iwas now at the point of accepting his cock and sucking it. I took abreath as he once again relaxed only to return moving upward. His cocknever left my lips and as he moved up, the tip now moved in. He held myhead and his cock now pushed at my lips, slowly parting them. My lipsrelaxed and the tip opened then for the head to follow. I felt it openmy mouth and slowly come in side my mouth. My lips felt the shaft andmy tongue, the head of his cock. I thought to myself that I now had myfirst cock. Then she smiled wryly as another thought occurred to her. 'I wonder if she would let them take some pictures of me like this! It would be so much fun! The idea of posing naked in front of a camera fascinated her, and made her feel all warm and tingly inside. By the time Kari finished the second photo album, she was almost afraid to look in the last. She was reaching for it with a trembling hand when she heard the sound of the doorbell. 'Who the heck could that be?' she wondered. Kelly. I saw Polly allow her hand to rest in Jesse's lap and I knew she was "hooked" Jesse batted her beautiful eyes at the striking upper class girl and sipped on the glass of wine that Polly had poured for her."I do think you look ever so nice, Polly. I wish I could look so nice like you."Polly leaned closer and whispered something in Jesse's ear that caused my well-trained anal slave to blush an uncommon shade of pink. I could only imagine what she said, but when Polly's hand began to explore.