"Lucy, did that delivery girl really have such an effect on you?" I asked. "Was that real, or were you just testing me for my response?" "No, It was r...al," she said. "I've had women check out my tits before but it was just a comparison kind of glance, just to see what other women have. This one was different. She also looked me up and down from my head to my toes. She had a, I don't know, lust-filled look on her face while she looked me over. Kinda like she wanted me or something." "Did you. She had been mated thoroughly, her body responding to the point where she had the most powerful and prolonged orgasms of her life. I think this was why she was breaking down now.Finally she pulled herself together and slowly began dressing. When she was dressed Jeff took her arm and guided her to the room where we were all gathered. When she saw all of us there, and the mirror that allowed us to see everything, she was horrified. Her mouth fell open and she let out a screech and covered her. The contrast of the hot then the cold hits me like a brick wall. I am no longer scared of him burning me and am getting turned on again. The ice cold water splashes me again and again. Just like the wax, he moves its' place now and then. I feel my nipples harden into small peaks on my breasts. I am very aware that he is watching them grow. After what seemed like hours of torture, the drops stop. I start to wonder if he has left the room again, when something huge and hard is rammed between my. ’ Dave pulled a scrap of paper out of his pocket. Therefore letting go of her boob, that was now exposed, the nipple pointing fiercely upwards to the ceiling. As soon as he let go, she wished his fingers were still around her areola. Dave straightened the piece of paper and started to read. ‘I wish my boyfriend would just kidnap me sometimes, overpower me with chloroform then put me in the trunk of his car and bring me to his parents cabin.’ He looked up from his paper. ‘I’ve skipped the.