My ankles and tummy, where the straps went, were sore from my exertions at trying to squirm and dislodge the burning device buried in my cunt.The offi...er asked if I was ready to give up the names of the real players in making the micro chip they had found in my cervix. He informed me that the ‘capsaicin’ oil would have killed off any future feelings I was ever going to get from my G spot or indeed anywhere in side my cunt for that matter, and that I would spend the rest of my miserable life. The girls had been heartbroken upon learning they might be separated, they liked to do everything together, not just sex, but study, date – both sexes – and just be together. They complimented each other nicely, Patrice was a sweet, good-natured pixie, Katelyn was fire and spice and was the one who liked to experiment. Jessica was the brains of the outfit, she kept her lovers grounded and had tried to come up with various ways of earning money so Patrice could stay. ‘What about your money?’. “Just in case someone wants to fuck your boibitch pussy, you might want it clean so you aren’t licking up your own dirt,” she’d explained.Then it was back to the room with the bondage gear, and she asked, “What do you want Calienté?”Cal was tired, he hurt and only the fact that he felt almost full after days of living on one meager meal a day kept what had been force fed to him down. “I want to go home.”“IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII” Cal shrieked and found himself on his knees. The cattle prod that Gina. They just kept going doing their usual thing though by keeping up with they're signing and Aaron with his project for graduation. They talked on phone when possible and still had her change in his truck while at school. He could and would never get enough of seeing her naked.They didn't get to spend much time together since it was mid-term week. But they managed to get some time here and there; she tried to come see him at work as much as she could. She kept getting dreamy about Spiderman as.