”John was in no mood to stop. He quickly turned her around and grabbed her ass over her skirt. Their eyes met. He was still pressing her ass over he... skirt. Riya led out a smile full of lust and John kissed her on her lips.They continued to kiss for another 10 minutes. By then John’s hands were moving like a pianist. In no time his hands were inside her skirt.Riya giggled with lust, “Ahh… those rough hands! I can’t believe that my maths teacher has his hands inside my undies.”John was eating. For Vera it was all part of becoming an object, turning, step-by-step, into a doll, a plaything, not only were her most private, intimate parts now quite clearly neither private nor intimate, but even her outer appearance was someone else’s whim. The girl that stared back from the mirror was no longer her, it was their creation, this Guizi-Nui, this person that she neither knew nor knew how to be. ‘I can’t… I can’t…’ She started as she felt herself losing control. ‘I’ve got to… Please, please. .. the things holding the drapes up." They'll pull out of the wall, Vince," she protested."Not if you don't yank 'em out."The men carefully prepared Margie and when she was finally secured Margie did a little jig, almost but not quite swinging from the hooks. Danny immediately went to work with the paddle. Twenty minutes later, everyone had had a turn at being spanked and they tossed the paddle aside and moved into the bedroom.The next game was called 'Taste, ' with Tessa bound to the bed and. . ‘“Hush,” she said, pressing her fingers to my mouth. “The night is yet young, and we have much to do.”I wasn’t entirely sure what she meant, and I may have been young and inexperienced, but I was no fool, and reached over to caress one of her breasts.“Gently, James, gently,” she said as she removed my hand. “They are meant for your pleasure and for mine, but should be treated with great care.”She then took one of my hands in hers, and placed it back on her breast, then used her hand to guide.