But I was self aware enough to be aghast when I realized that the mental images from last night had that effect on me. I had been raped by more men th...n I can count. How could that possible be turning me on?!As the day wore on, the effects of whatever it was that had taken control of us continued to wear off. My mind seemed to be returning to normal and there was more and more humiliation and less and less arousal.At around three o'clock I finally gave in to the emotions that were tearing at. Ryan started thrusting his cock in and out of my ass just like they did in the porn movie, humping my ass with his hands around my waist. He slipped out a couple of times, but I stuffed it back in my ass without him missing a beat. It did not take long for him to cum, a deep thrust followed by a single, long twitch and he filled my ass with his cum. He kissed me again between my shoulder blades before he fell on top of me, I could feel his cock still throbbing against my sore ass. My. For my part,I derived pleasure from the fact that my piss-drinking was pleasing theman that was watching us, or that I might taste traces of cum in theirpussies or piss.That said, there were also the women who were cruel. April usuallyfound different ways to piss on me, making sure to ruin my makeup andoutfits so that I would have thoroughly clean myself before I could getback to my desk. One time she made me cup my hands under my chin andjust started pissing into my face and having a pool of. .. or... if I finished off what I'd beenforced to start.I chose what I felt was the lesser of two horrible decisions. I startedsucking Mr Warners cock as all those high school sluts had done to me. Iteased the shaft with my tongue, I wrapped my thick lips tight aroundhis cock and pushed him deep down my throat again and again. I couldtell he was struggling to keep the conversation with my Mistress going,but he was close to convincing her. I just wanted this over with. Ipicked up my speed and.