She looked at her crotch, to find her wet pulsing pussy, but no cock. She was momentarily upset before pushing that thought to the back of her mind.Sh... turned her attention to the bear in the cave with her. The bear is awake, but did not move from the position Lilith kept her in. Then, something unexpected happened, the bear spoke, "Why did you not kill me?," said the bear, with a female voice, but sounded quite raspy. "Because I didn't feel like it. Why do you sound so raspy?," Lilith's. If you really want to know, I think you're okay. Your my sister, and if you ever get your brain to work, you could actually be a real sweetheart. But there've been times, since you got boobs and a wet pussy, that I wonder if you've lost all those little grey cells that used to be inside your head. For the last couple of years, all you seem to think about is sex, sex, and more sex. Shit, I'm beginning to wonder if one of us wasn't adopted. But in spite of you acting like a brain-dead bimbo, I do. ..but everyone could see her. Fuck this was so bad...everyone could see her naked, everyone could see her getting fucked doggystyle by Ted, while sucking Brent's cock at the same time. Everyone could see her moaning, relishing the fucking she was getting. Everyone could see her being a total slut with these two guys.This notion started the beginnings of another orgasm in her. Ted's dick piping into her from behind had been grazing her gspot and now she was feeling an even deeper pleasure. Chapter 8Normally, on weekdays when he left for work, he would lock her either into her cage or into the toilet-slave machine. But being a Saturday, he had plans for the day.He knew that her fetish was to be a toilet slave, and nothing else; and that pleased him. But she had to learn that being a slave wasn't about what pleased her or satisfied her fetish--being his slave meant that she had to serve him in whatever capacity he needed. His house needed a good cleaning, so he set her to work..