”“What do you want?” She said.He took another step towards her.“Don’t come any closer,” she yelled, “where are the others?” She looked...around frantically, expecting to see the other two creeping up on her. Every inch of her skin was tingling, she could feel her nipples were rock hard, she suddenly realised her hand was still pressed against the top of her legs, she took it away.“They’re not here lady,” the figure said, “they went home, l saw you turn into the park, this is a dangerous place for. Katerina was still crying as Pat dragged her upstairs, and tied her to the bed.The meal, of stew for Ma Butcher and her boys and oatmeal for the captives, had been eaten in silence. When it was over, Ma told Helen to clear the table and wash the dishes. As Helen rose to obey, Spike reached out and fondled her naked pudenda."You smell real good, Barbie. Ma give you a shower, did she?" Yes, Spike," Helen replied, mindful of the punishment for not speaking when spoken to. "Ma gave me a shower.". I lay on my back, my legs bent double and let Elke do her work. The circular platform began to rotate so that we didn't need to think about making ourselves visible to the audience or performing at all. But each time Elke spread my labia to show the audience, I knew that every man of them was hoping he might be one of the lucky ones who would slide his cock into the hole between them in the next round. When I started to come, Elke gently pulled the butt plug from its socket, causing me to. The ache, the desire, the pure need for sex was burning once again between my legs. All I knew was that I wanted Alan's penis in my vagina, between my breasts in my mouth or even up my anus, it didn't matter what or where so long as I was having sex with him, and could experience a mighty orgasm again. I realised that I was becoming hooked on sex, that I was becoming a nymphomaniac. This realisation didn't surprise or shock me, I welcomed my new status: Ann Maloney, 44 Year Old Sex Queen!As.