It was another topurposefully follow him like this. I felt guilty. But it was the onlygood thing in my life. The rest was so... depressing. No. It was...mylife damn it. Mine! And they'd taken it from me... they couldn't makeme feel guilty. And besides I'd be dead and gone soon. Mind wiped.This holding on to what I'd lost didn't hurt anyone. I may as well getwhat I could out of what little life I had left. No one could begrudgeme that...I frowned as I realised that something had woken me up. I was. He turned me on to this after hours club, matter of fact he asked me to meet him in the parking lot. We had a few drinks and left there for a motel room, after a few more drinks we undressed and climbed into bed. For close to four hours Steve and I sexed each other, alternating between oral and anal. We would sixty-nine each other than I would submit to his anal assault. Needless to say I was worn out, my butt hole was sore and dripping numerous deposits of Steve's sperm. My mouth was aching. My toenails were painted pink! I looked at my fingersand my fingernails were painted pink as well! I looked onthe bed side table and right in plain site were a pile ofthe same kind of plastic pants and a bunch of diapers! Iwas sick then! I mean I was utterly defeated! I gave up!The other thing was they had tied my feet apart so I wasnow in four point restraints. They even had a waist beltthat tied me down so I couldn't move if I wanted to! Ididn't even have any covers on!The other girls started. ? I couldn?t believe my ears. They are going to beat this woman in front of the church just for lying. The two men led her up behind the sideward horse. You could see was crying and had been for least several minutes. One of the men undid her robe and pulled it off her. Underneath she was what you could call mostly naked. All she had on was an apron like piece of cloth to cover her breasts and pussy but would leave her wide open on the back. I then noticed the she also had on wrist and.