“But I could be,” Deirdre said. “If I campaigned, with your help as an advisor, that might work.”“Even as an advisor I might upset some of t...e women’s groups who need to be involved. I know one or two local women who are very active in the community and do good work despite hating men. Sometimes I think that hate is what drives them so hard. If they knew that I, or any man, was involved they would boycott the campaign. I think this must be your work, Deirdre, not mine.”Brigit walked through. Under his direction, Mons moved away, returning with an enormous pair of pinking shears - you know the type for slicing through any fabric to leave a zigzag edge.I shuddered when she stroked them across my bare nipples, then proceeded to cut away both sides of my favourite panties, leaving just a thin crotch piece running from front to back.Next she took this electric reciprocating saw fitted with a hard plastic dildo to push the fabric high into my cunt - I screamed when she switched it on -. Now. I need to fuck you." He said, bending forward to bite her other nipple, he nipped it with his teeth, causing the air to escape Sarah's mouth in one long hiss. He pulled away, his teeth tugging and scraping her nipple, tongue flicking the tip. He released her nipple and pulled her clothes down, setting Srah on her feet and steadying her as she swayed slightly. Sarah's breasts were heavy, aching. Swollen and sore from his mouth. He grabbed her hand and set a fast pace to his house. In no. “Don’t forget that I cooperated with Freddy the whole time. And it should be obvious to you by now, that I actually did a lot more, than just 'cooperate' with him."So I really can’t blame Freddy for everything that happened. I have to take some responsibility for my part in all of it. I could have screamed for help, or tried to run away, or done other things to try to escape the situation. But I didn’t."Instead, thanks to my own sexual curiosity--and my own horniness--I chose to go ahead and.