"So, what do you think? Am I a filthy slut or not?"Before they could give me an answer, we were suddenly interrupted by the pool attendant saying, "Ex...use me, madam. Could you come with me please?"He looked very embarrassed and his face went bright red when one of the guys said, "Hey man, get your own girl."I felt a bit sorry for the man, and not knowing what it was about, I followed him as he ushered me towards his office at the other side of the pool."I don't quite know how to put this," he. The vibrator still on her nipple, someone started eating her out ferociously. Whoever it was was lapping up all her juices, exploring every crevice with her flickering tounge. Mia moaned loudly, "yesss! OH GOD! yesss!" The girls around her giggled and one whispered to another "Now that we've got her going, lets start the torture" Mia suddenly was scared, what were they going to do?! she thought. The licking and vibrating stopped, and her whole body was throbbing for more. She felt the. Then came the furring section, hundreds ofneedles worked over his body effectively injecting the fake fur directlyinto his skin. Deep enough not to be easily pulled free and piercing theadditions, securing them even better to his flesh. Shavers came in afterto shape the fur to the correct length for each area. The machinefinally done with him placing his still limp body into a box andstrapping him in, closing it up and placing it on a pallet with othersuch boxes ready for shipping. The demand. As usual when I arrived home I would put my special bag in the garage and leave my normal bag in the kitchen. She would empty it and do the laundry and that would be it. It was several days later that when I went to get fresh pair of under ware it was when I opened my drawer that there on top of my white boxers was a pair of her panties. It was the same pair that I was wearing a couple days ago. I was wondering if maybe it was a mistake or something. She said nothing. On my next trip it was.