My tongue lolls from my open mouth to catch the cum that drips down the bag in thick, stringy rivulets from a half-dozen men. I need it. I hate my own...mindless mewling, but I can’t stop. I need their cum. Need their abuse. Need the orgasm I’ve been forbidden to have. I’m going insane, and only the glow of orgasm allows me to hold on. It’s so warm, so close, that it starts to slip over me almost without me noticing.“Stop.”Whining wordlessly, I pull my hands away from my pussy. My hips thrust. “Come on Barry,” she said. “Come for me.” He lowered himself down, enjoying crushing his chest against her breasts and beginning to kiss her over and over and as he did his pelvic thrusts became more solid, gradually increasing in pace. His lips were now completely enveloping hers and his tongue explored her mouth, knowing her own juices were being spread all over her taste buds. He could feel her laughing inside his kiss, giggling as his thrusts got fast and faster. She reached a hand down. When she felt his hand on her ass, she felt a gush of moisture between her legs, and nearly moaned with pleasure as he slid a finger between her lips and entered her. She felt him teasing her ass with something slick and cold, and she got heavily aroused. She relaxed her muscles as much as she could to make it easier to handle. He pressed the stainless steel toy harder against her and she yielded. She thought she knew what toy this was and grew eager for it. As the toy filled her she quickly. "Have a seat," she said. "And I don't want you to get off thatchair until you've peed and pooped into the potty," She had that lookin her eyes which told me I had to do what I was told. "Yes, mommy," Isaid glumly. Nancy came over and eased my cotton panties down my legsand led me to the potty chair. "No big girl panties for you just yet, Ithink," she said as I sat down. "I agree," came a strange voice from the kitchen. I stared inhorror as two of Nancy's dyke friends watched my humiliation..