Sally is naked and filthy, in a kennel, being repeatedly fucked by a revolving pack of huge wolfish looking hounds. Horrible! The diorama fades away.�...�Can we rescue her?”“I’m telling you, Sally wouldn’t leave given the chance. She doesn’t want to be rescued. She chose to live like this, and thinks it’s ideal. Her pussy fed constantly. She loves her ‘puppies’. Snuggles with them at night when it’s chilly. Their fur warms her. She hugs and pets, scratches their ears, they lick her face and her. By the time the third treatment was done in mid-July, I could begin to see the results. Dr. Sylvan suggested two more treatments should be enough and then the reconstructive surgery on my ear could be scheduled. I wasn't looking forward to anything but getting this whole process over with. It was unpleasant and painful, but since it was working, I tolerated it.My other problem, however, had not gone away. I wondered why I still kept my townhouse. It was a monthly mortgage payment plus utilities. Suddenly I quivered as an unexpected orgasm hit me, my pussy gripping Mary's fingers as it washed over me , I loosened the top two buttons on my shirt and pulled my tie looser as I saw Dave move behind Mary and push his hardening cock into her greying pussy as she carried on eating me out. My thighs tightened around her head as she brought me to the edge once again, I felt her tense as Dave's cock gave her the tinglings of a first orgasm, I was aware that Simon had moved to my side and had his. Barnes appeared, a lit gas blowlamp in either hand, he asked the masters if they were sure, received a nod and a positive grunt then placed one on either small table the flame directed to the marks on the steel rods. Both ladies had eyes like saucers their attention focused on the blue flames slowly burning away the chalk-marks and beginning to heat the rod, ten long minutes passed before the heat began to reach the women Pleasant at the start, but rapidly rising to untenable the other pains.