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Chapter Three There was a negligee panties and bra by the filled tub. I found the water hot as I eased into the bath. My tits were raw and my pussy was so loose the water filled me up. It felt good to wash, inside and out. There was food in the kitchen, and the house was empty, silent. I checked the doors, locked, just like he said… I wanted to be possessed. Going to back to living room I found the drawers locked as well, all but one. On the shelf were a row of DVD movies titled “First Fist For _____”, again and again the same title with a different woman. WOW, I was going to enjoy this show. I checked the one open drawer, on a red pillow was an even bigger dildo than the one in the car. Back to kitchen to make coffee I thought I was going to enjoy being possessed.    The negligee, panties and bra were strange to wear, they didn’t fit! The bra was an underwire and was way too tight with cups that were too small. You know the look, my tits wanted to pop out of the tiny thing. The panties were actually too big, loose around my hips and fully covering my ass, I had to hike them up to above my hips to keep them from slipping down, this was going to be annoying to have to pull up to not drop my drawers! The nightgown was the little baby doll style that you never see anymore. Tight around my breast and ribs, it barely covered my hips so that my ass and crotch was more that exposed, there wasn’t any shoulder straps, flimsy elastic held it over my tits. To say I was having a wardrobe malfunction would be an understatement. I had just finished a bowl of cereal and was enjoying my first cup of coffee when the large TV came on and Jacques appeared on the TV screen on the kitchen counter. He explained that there were cameras throughout the house and when he was away he could stay in touch. The TV switched to a split screen again and I could see myself standing in the kitchen next to his face. He wanted me to turn and bend forward to show my ass to the camera, and spread my ass cheeks so that the panties pulled up into my butt. “Oh, Bobbie, you are going to be such a special treat as we explore all the many pleasures a woman can offer. First there will be a period of preparation as you adjust to my needs. I called the diner and explained that you were going on a long trip with me, your boss wasn’t surprised, and he said you’ve taken time off before. So enjoy your first meal in your new home and I’ll be back soon. Remember I can watch you, so be a good little girl!” I was surprised at how small the apartment was. The kitchen had no few furnishings, just a stool and a high counter that jutted out from the wall. There was a locked door next to the bathroom and another locked door on the other side of the living room. A door to the foyer at front door was also locked. I filled my coffee again and took the first DVD out, it was exciting to imagine what I might find on the video. Was it a preview of what I would experience? I was surprised to see a beautiful woman in the back seat of open car, wearing a bikini, and stopping at secluded beach. She was with two muscular dark native men who took her into the water and then back to their beach blanket. The men stood kissing then pushed her to her knees to begin what was going to be a very hot three way fuck. After she sucked them both off she was bent over and one man eased her bikini bottom down while she sucked off the man lying in front of her. This was getting me hot as well and I had the monster dildo in my hands, sliding it over my tummy, knowing it would be deep inside me while I watched the orgy on the beach get going. Suddenly the screen switched to show me holding the dildo and Jacques again looking at me. He was smiling, “I can you know how to fill your idle time. There will be time for that later. Now I want you to begin a little training regime to prepare you for tonight when I return.  In the kitchen cabinet is a box labeled Step One. You will prep for me and it will take the entire day. Make sure to do everything the instructions require and remember, I am watching you. I will see you later. Don’t worry about the time, I’ll know when you are ready.” In the box was Stool Softener capsules, Miralax Glycol powder, Correctol Laxative tablets, Bisacodyl suppositories, Fleet Glycerin suppositories, mineral Oil, and on the counter a bag of grapes and large can of corn, Psyllium Husk Fiber, Poweraide sports drink mix, and 8 Slim-Fast Protein Shakes. The instruction was to mix Miralax, mineral oil and the Psyllium Husk Fiber in the blender and drink 32 oz. with five Correctol Laxative tablets. I then filled a bowl with the corn and grapes and the rest of the mineral oil and swallow as quickly as possible. Jacques came back on and to say how well I am doing and that it was time to finish watching the beach video. I felt quite bloated with everything I ate but settled into the sofa to enjoy the show. My cramping began almost immediately as I squirmed to try to get comfortable. Massaging my tummy helped but not for long. As I started to get up Jacque popped on screen again and said I could not relieve myself until the video ended. That little bitch on the beach was taking her sweet time to make sure her partners were having the best day ever. They took turns on her in every position and she wanted more. I could not take any more and nearly shoved my panties into my ass to avoid making a mess. Jacques came on again and said if I had an accident on the way to the toilet he would have to spank me. I made it! After what seemed endless I was able to clean up and collapse on the sofa again. Jacques was there to tell me how pleased he was and I should drink 16 oz. of Poweraide and a Protein Shakes before I was ready to start step two. A box in the bathroom had a new set of instructions. Mix 2 oz. lemon juice concentrate, 2 oz. liquid castile soap, 2 spoons Arm & Hammer baking soda with 4 gallons of hot water and mix thoroughly in the pail. Fill the first enema bag with 1 quart of the mix and hang the bag on the shower curtain rod and. Take the entire enema while standing and hold it for 2 minutes before evacuating. Refill the bag with 2 quarts and take the enema on your knees with your shoulders on the floor. Again remain in this position for 2 minutes before relieving yourself. To prepare for the final enema fill the tub with warm water and fill the bag with 4 quarts of the solution. Lying on your back in the tub slowly take the entire bag and remain in the tub while massaging your massive gut. You may finger fuck your pussy but do not allow the enema to escape. Imagine the two men on the beach fucking your ass as you look down at the massive bulge your fully inflated intestines have made. Now go ahead and let it out, if your bath water turns brown you will shower and have to repeat the entire enema regime. I was shocked that as the water shot out of my ass I was in a disgusting brown mess. Once I showered clean it was time to rinse and repeat. Finally I could dress again and totally exhausted I laid on the sofa. There was Jacques again, “You have been a very good girl today. You can rest now, I will be with you soon”.  

JM: Bobbie, I would like you to do me a favor.  Over the next few emails, I'm going to send you a few hypothetical situations.  I'd like you to respond to them.  I would appreciate it if you would answer each email within a day or two.  Hypothetical #1:  You are at the diner.  A man enters and is seated at the counter (or table) where you will be his waitress.  You're very attracted to him and sense he is also attracted to you.  How do you ensure that he knows you're attracted to him and that he will meet with you for a drink or dinner within the next day or two?  What do you say?  How do you act?  Tell me how the scenario unfolds.  Be specific.  Use your imagination. BOBBIE: I hope you like this. As always the line between fantasy and reality is not clear. There are times when I know a man wants to have social contact. Often his eyes are sizing me up, and I feel as if I am watched as I undress for him. It is strange how there may be a primitive urge that allows this to happen. Being a single female in my 40's this can happen often. I am careful to let my instincts guide me but it is exciting to know I still can get a man's imagination going. One of the clearest signs that his stare is having an effect is I will serve him slowly and enter his physical space. Approach from the side, at the counter or a table by leaning over him, I can get close enough to smell his body. And no doubt he can see my tight dress, bra and belt. If it is late and the diner is nearly empty I can linger, serving slowly so his hands are invited to touch me. This is where the electricity can start. If he touches me and it feels right I expect him to touch my arm, my back, and as I turn, my backside.  Feeling a man's hand on my ass does make me melt. Quickly he takes liberty and cups my ass cheeks, and I feel if he will be aggressive, and take me, this is the Tell, is he a sweetheart or will I be dominated.  You know where this is going. Often late at night, asked when I am free, I'll answer when I am off. If he is not too drunk we leave together. We leave in his car and before long my hand is on his leg, he pulls my head down as he enters an empty strip mall. Stopping in a dark corner he reclines as I open his pants to take his rigid cock in my mouth to get him to take the edge off.  If he takes my breast firmly, gripping me and pulling me down on him I work my mouth on his thrusting cock. If he takes my nipple and pulls my tit hard I am all his, knowing the night will be his. As I clean his jizz and pull my bra back on I have decided what will be next. Sometimes I tell him I would like to see him again, but mostly I ask if he can get us a room and then tell him how much it will cost. It’s not easy being a 40 year old whore. If I am lucky I go home satisfied.   JM: That was lovely.  Thank you.   The story moved much farther than I expected.  I was only expecting a touch....a whisper....a number exchanged.  This was, of course, leading to my next hypothetical scenario when you would meet.  I can see now that I will have to change that.   Hypothetical #2:  You have met a man and have spent some time with him.  You are used to fiercely defending your freedom, but you are enjoying him in so many ways.  And he is enjoying you.   You're a little confused.  Uncertain.  On shaky ground.  Sometimes he is kind and patient.   Sometimes he is dominant and forceful.  Strangely, you enjoy all these aspects of him.  You know he is also very independent, that he also guards his independence.   But, you are drawn to him physically...emotionally.  More than you ever imagined.  You're afraid of so many things.  He might not feel the same.  You may be hurt, rejected.   You don't know how to reveal yourself to him, of opening yourself completely.  You're afraid of what he'll think of your past and who you still are.  What do you say to him?   How do you make yourself completely vulnerable?  How do you tell him you want to belong to him, that you want him to own you?   Tell me about that conversation.  Reveal those fears.  And those desires.   BOBBIE: Wow! You are demanding. Envision myself in a relationship? I am now beginning to trudge home so I will have time to ponder. You may have set the bar too high. Chapter One Having a relationship was uncomfortable for me. I met Jacques in my usual fashion, we were in his car shortly after he picked me up after work. I was impressed with his appearance, he wore fine knit wool and there was a musty cologne that puzzled me. He seemed aloof and didn’t stare at me with the hunger most single men can’t hide. Once in his car, a large sedan with tinted windows, my initial attempt to pleasure him was rebuked. He said we would take a drive and told me to expose myself. Jacques spoke to me in such a powerful way that I didn’t hesitate to unsnap my blouse and loosen my belt.  He flipped on the interior lights and said gently, “I see you like to please your dates. Keep going and you will be given many things. ” I was imagining what this wealthy man might possess as I wriggled out of my skirt and pantie hose. After a night of waiting on tables my musty body odor was released sitting on his leather seat. “Pull the lever by your seat and lean back, I want to see your body stretched out and enjoy the scent of your pussy.” I reached my arms back and arched my back so he could see my firm, muscular body. It was exciting to feel his fingers slide across my tummy and dip into my panties to sample my moist pussy lips. I watched and trembled as he stroked his finely groomed mustache and goatee with his finger.  “There is nothing like a working girl’s vagina to make a man into a hungry beast. Now put your feet up on the dash and spread yourself open, pull yourself apart with your fingers, I know you want to cum for me, show me how much you want me in you.” Feeling totally naked in my panties and bra I orgasm-ed almost instantly while staring at his fingers still stroking his lips and tongue.   “You are really special, I can see your little body will give me many gifts. So I have a gift for you, and it will let me know if we can be together.” I would have agreed to anything he desired as we drove into the night.  Jacques's voice deepened, “This will be your second pleasure, and I’m hoping you will take it deeply and show me who you are” He reached behind and handed me a long box tied with a ribbon. It was heavy and something was rolling inside. “Go ahead, I want to see your face when you open it.”  I knew from the size and feel of the box, even the smell that it was a large rubber dildo. This excited me even more, I had an extensive collection at home, but this one… What was in that box? Off came the lid and there on a red pillow was a monster. It had a well formed head, fatter than the shaft, and gigantic ball sack for a base.  “I want you know how big it is, what it can do inside you, so start by kissing it. Wrap your lips around it and take it in your mouth, let your tongue guide it deep and show me you can suck my cock.” As I held it with both hands I knew it was at least 10 inches long even with the mushroom like head in my mouth. “Now show me you can take it without gagging, suck it into your throat, suck it and pull, in and out, you will pleasure the monster.” His fingers were in my cunt as I began to throat fuck the monster cock and as he worked me into another writhing orgasm I could feel the juices in my throat well up and I wanted to gag. There was that slippery drippy mouth cum all over my neck and the dildo as he pulled the ball sack down my breast and stomach until it rested on my pubic bone.  He didn’t need to tell me, but in a firm voice said, “Now show me how deep you are, and pop that cock head in your cunt. That was easier that you expected right? Let me see what you can do now, deeper, lift your hips and reach under your ass. Yes, I see you can to stretch to take more. Put the sac on the seat and bear down, I know you can take all of in your fuck hole.” I had both hands behind my back holding the monster as it probed up in my fully extended vagina.  “That’s a good baby girl, you know what is happening to you? Look down at your tummy, I want you to see that cock inside you bulging to get out. Arch up and down on it, pull it back under you to pop it out more. I see you have a very deep cunt. I’m going to help you now, I want to feel that massive head stretch your pussy apart. Let me do this with you.” As I began to fuck myself his hand was on my tummy, on the bulge of skin over the mound inside me. He pushed down, cupping the head and then as I rose up he used his hand to position the dildo further down. As he pressed me down to penetrate me deeper I was breathing wildly and I tried to arch enough to rise off it but he forced me down again and again.  “Go ahead and scream, fuck yourself, you are my bitch now, you are going to cum like a bitch in heat.” I let go a scream as my body shuddered, orgasm-ed into collapse as he pressed slowly down and released my exhausted body, still impaled on the cock I was afraid to let go of. He took my head in his hand to pull me up and see the massive bulge in my gut, as I relaxed it extended nearly to my belly button. “That’s a good little girl, we will be at my apartment soon.”   Chapter Two We stopped at the garage door of a small suburban home, I had no idea where we were after riding the dildo in the car. Jacques pushed a remote and the door opened for us to drive in. I was relieved not to be seen exiting the car nearly naked. Jacques was there to help me out, I was exhausted after the ride, and he handed me a robe. He took my waitress uniform from the car and tossed it in a trash basket. If this seemed strange his question was stranger, “Have you ever wanted to be possessed?” My stunned silence was answered with, “You don’t need to answer, I know what you are thinking. Now come in, I want you to be comfortable.” After years of being used and thrown away having a man be courteous, even kind to me was unexpected. He led me into the small living room and said he would return shortly. I sat on the large sofa and looked about the dark room with few furnishings. A large heavy coffee table, a heavy wooden upright chair, and large screen TV on the wall along with shelves of DVD’s and a tall bureau was the entire setting. In the darkness I did see the table and chair had steel rings bolted to the legs. I wondered what he had in the drawers of the chest. At one end heavy drapes covered a window. I got up on shaky legs and looked behind the drapes to see the windows were covered with padded panels and steel bars. Jacques found me there as he entered with a tray of drinks and a bowel of fruit. “Don’t be concerned with that, I like to be private here, I think you will appreciate it as well. Let’s have a drink and talk about us.” He handed me my drink and took a sip from his own glass. The sliced fruit was delicious and the drink tasted very exotic.  “Now I have a treat for you, I want you to enjoy this” He turned on the TV and slid a keyboard out of drawer in the chest. He inserted two memory cards into slots in the TV and gestured for me to sit on the sofa. Taking another sip I felt warm and safe in this dark den. Two screens appeared as music started. I saw a woman’s torso and the back of her head on the split screen. As I heard his voice over the speakers I realized the video was me as the car ride began. Finishing the drink I could feel the effect of a drug, my body was warm, and totally relaxed, while my mind was very alert, I could not stop staring at the drama on the screen, watching me undress and touch myself on the TV. I tried to speak but my words slurred, “Ah, nevah, sarw myself, fuck mahself, oh I’m a hot fuck oh, fuck, fuck...”  Jacques took my glass away and placed his fingers over my mouth, “I want you to enjoy the show, you will learn what a hot sexy bitch you are if you watch this.” He was rubbing his fingers on my lips, I opened my mouth to taste his fingers, I wanted to take his fingers as deeply as the hot sexy bitch on screen was taking the dildo. My body was so relaxed I could feel his fingers in the back of my throat and not choke as he held my head up and face fucked me. He then pulled my ankles up on the sofa and spread them apart. Cuffs were attached on my shins and straps held me back against the sofa back. He returned from the bureau after taking off his shirt, he was a small man but quite muscular. I was lying flat on the wide sofa with my torn panties and still in my bra on the robe. He took the panties and quickly tore them apart. He told me to take off my bra. I looked down at my knees and tits as I watched me open the dildo box on TV. Jacques then told me to pinch my nipples, to tug hard on them until I could feel them stretching and shaking up and down.  I wasn’t aware of how hard I was pulling, my body felt so good, like anything that touched me was pleasurable. Watching that huge rubber cock open my pussy, I could see Jacques slide his hands into black rubber gloves that extended to his elbows. He picked up a stainless surgical clamp with fat rubber tips and snapped it hard on my nipple, and then the other, placing the clamps in my hand, “This will make it easier for you feel what is going to happen, do you know what I want you to do?” I first shook my head no but as he stared at me I nodded, “Yes, oh, yes, I want you to fuck me now.” “Snap those clamps harder, and pull your tits until you can feel it tearing, harder you’ll need to feel it.” I could see my belly bulge on the dildo video as he bent over me and began to rotate his fingertips into my pussy. I could feel the slippery glove easily push my pussy lips into me and then out as he began thrusting four fingers from one hand and then the other. My cunt was filling and collapsing with every thrust. Massive pussy farts came every time he switched hands, I could feel my pussy inflate with every thrust, expanding and widening as his thumb and knuckles were forcing me to open for his entire hand to fuck me. Using his fingers inside me grabbing me from inside to pull my lips out I could feel his hand roll into a fist as he readied his thumb to finish me. Instead he was teasing me, first pushing in and then with his thumb against my clit. “You need to cum for me now, just a little one to get you ready. Pull those titties harder, make yourself cum.” He was twisting his knuckles against my pussy lips and snapping his thumb against my clit as my breathing quickened and he could fuck me harder with every breath. “Now give me another orgasm, bigger, let it all out.” Watching the sight of my body on the screen being fucked in the car and the drugs in me I exploded again and collapsed back against the sofa. As the car video ended the screen switched to live cameras of me on the sofa. I was shocked to see my tits clamped and stretched above me. My body was covered with sweat, and there was a man kneeling between my legs, also sweating. “That’s what I want, I knew you would take it from when we first met. Now you are going to take it.” Jacques pulled his hand away and showed me his other hand bringing his fingers and thumb together to form a triangle, twisting left and right in the air. “Before you can fist fuck you will fuck a duck!” I laughed as he held his hands over me and imitated two duck heads pecking. He then rolled one hand into a fist and asked, “Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want to cum harder and harder, do you want to feel it hard inside you, all inside you, feel my fingers pass your pussy lips, my knuckles spinning against your inner cunt, can you see my hand is in your body now, look how deep my hand is inside your hungry cunt. Your cunt wants to feel me roll my fingers back, feel me form a fist inside you, there you can see my hand push up under your pubic bone, just like the dildo, lift your hips for me. Higher, good girl, are you ready to cum again. Oh, baby you are going to get fucked now, there up and down, you can feel my fist push your belly bulge, go ahead and bounce baby, fuck yourself now, Oh baby I’ve got you now! See my elbow is on the edge of the sofa, drive your ass down on my fist, fuck me deeper into that monster pussy hole.” I could see his fist had stretched me so far his finger bumps were at my navel. “Now you are going to feel the flower open inside you. Lift your hips higher baby, can you pull yourself up and off my fist, Yes, baby, that’s good, higher, lift your ass higher, you can do it pull yourself off my fist. Are you ready for the flower to open, feel my fingers spread inside you, now let yourself down on my hand, I can take it. Let yourself go, see the four fingers pushing up inside your belly, Oh, baby, go ahead and stretch harder, good, now lift yourself again, you can do it, higher. Feel my fingers spread apart now? You can see all five finger tips against your tummy. Let me pull my arm back, there ease your ass down, you are going to like this. Okay, baby now you will have you big finish. Breathe with me, slowly as I pull back take a deep slow breath, now as I push back let it out, there take another and let me back in, good girl, you are ready to go, let’s take shorter breaths, there one two, one two, are you ready to go faster, in out, in out, you are a fucking bitch now. Fuck my fist, I will punch your pussy harder, deeper, take me bitch, fuck me harder.” I must have passed out, I never felt him pull out. I woke to the video of me being fisted as I lay naked and alone on that hard sofa. Slowly I got up, holding the robe to not drip pussy juice on the carpet and found the toilet. There was a negligee panties and bra by the filled tub. I found the water hot as I eased into the bath. My tits were raw and my pussy was so loose the water filled me up. It felt good to wash, inside and out.  There was food in the kitchen, and the house was empty, silent. I checked the doors, locked, just like he said I wanted to be possessed.  Going to back to living room I found the drawers locked as well, all but one. On the shelf were a row of DVD movies titled “First Fist For _____”, again and again the same title with a different woman. WOW, I was going to enjoy this show. I checked the one open drawer, on a red pillow was an even bigger dildo than the one in the car. Back to kitchen to make coffee I thought I was going to enjoy being possessed.    

On my five minute break I lock the rest room door.  Looking in the mirror I see my nipples under my bra. Fingers rub the bumps and become firmer. Open my shirt enough to slide in and pinch. My bra is pushed back and under my tits. Now I can squeeze and pull, feel the stretch. My scars are white My tits are red. I want to feel them open again. I know my panties are wet. Smell my sex sweat.   Who will know I'm wet and lift my skirt. Again in the break room the long night is filled. I'm pushed over the back of the sofa. Face down and ass up they take me there. I smell his cock and taste it. Oh, the first thrust opens my cunt. Will my mouth get him off? Or will they want more? My pussy makes the sloppy hard fuck sounds. My little ass ring begs for more.   I taste his cum in my mouth. They switch. And then I taste my pussy juice in his crotch and hair. Her slender fingers find my ass, her hands pull my cheeks apart. He pulls me down, my mouth opens and takes him in. Bent over the sofa arm my feet are kicked apart. My back is arched as he pushed my head down. Twisting her wrist her fingernails tease me to let her in. His thrusts make me gag. He has my hair in a one hand and my neck in his other. She pulls me back with my bra. My back arches more. My ass lets her in. Oh, fuck she has me now. Every time I gasp for air she pushes deeper. Her fist is in my tummy. I'm so fucked.

Lara's tale (or tail) is both hilarious and terrible. Looking forward to where your imagination will take her.

Chapter 2 Traffic had been held up for some time by now as a motorcycle cop wheeled in front of the truck. Randy sped off leaving the trucker with his cock in his hand. He looked at Shay who was still working her fingers into her cunt and said, “I can see you are going to enjoy your new job”. The excitement she felt while teasing the truckers was strange. She looked up at Randy and asked, “I can’t believe what just happened. If you had not driven away those men were going to fuck me in the middle of the expressway. Is that what you wanted me to do? I think there is nothing you might want that I can refuse. I was actually imagining those men taking me on the hood of your car.” Randy gave her a bottle of water and a vial of pills. “Take them and drink the water, we will arrive in a about an hour.” She asked what he gave her, “Shay you need to calm down a little, it is a sedative with codeine and the other pill is a muscle relaxer. You need to take the edge off to be ready for your audition.” The pills took effect, her seat reclined and sleep set in. When the car stopped moving she woke in a dark garage. A light shown through from a foyer, strong hands helped her to her feet and she needed help to walk into the warehouse. In the center of the room were bright lights and a bed. Randy was waiting for her and she was staring out at the lights as she stretched out on the bed. Randy leaned over her and said she was going to enjoy this. He pulled the dress off to show her in bra and thong. “I know you have to pee, that will wait, can you hold it in?” His fingers were pressing her tummy and then were over her panties. Fingers entered her cunt and she remembered two balls still in her vagina. As he located the string he pulled it out and was pressing the balls deeper and then out. Shay began moaning as her cunt opened to take more fingers. Another set of balls were now in her hand, “Shay, put them in your mouth, you have to feel the size and weight of the balls. Now take them out and put them inside your pussy. Use both hands, pull your clit hood back and take the balls deep.” Her orgasm was building, with Randy’s fingers frigging her cunt and the four balls inside her, she worked her clit button to the edge of a huge orgasm. “Slow down, let me get you ready, pinch your nipples and arch back, you are going to like this.” His hand was on her stomach, his wrist pressing down just below her ribs and his fingers spread to cup her tummy and press her aching bladder. His fingers were still deep against the balls rolling about in her cunt as he lifted her ass off the bed. Ass in the air, he could feel her gut need to relieve the pressure. “Shay, you have to hold it until I tell you it is time.” His fingers were out and then back in, this time his palm was down and she felt his fingers curl inside her, his knuckles against her urethra. “Now bitch, you are going to show me what you want, let go and let it out.” He fist against her pee hole seemed to be punching at the hand on her tummy. She wanted to pee so bad but it could not get out. “Push it, bitch, push it until your pussy explodes.” She wanted him in her so bad, her muscles could not resist the pressure, as his fist popped into her cunt she let go the spray. The relief was like no orgasm she had ever felt. Lying down in a wet puddle, she felt his hand inside her. She reached down her belly to feel his knuckles under her skin. “How did you get me to open like that?” Randy pulled his hand out and whisper in her ear, “You have no idea how we are going to open you up. Now get up, there is room for you clean up in and we will let you rest before the next time. You have been a very good girl, I know you will like what is coming.”

Modeling had been a very good career for many years. Shay was paid well for sessions and never accepted assignments that she felt would lead to the dark side of pornography and prostitution. But that was then and now her talents were less in demand. At thirty years old she was a still stunning beauty but after ten years in the business even her unique looks were as not easy to command the pay days she once had. Her agent recently refused to renew her contract and desperation was changing to depression as she was trying to make her savings last.  Shay had learned to live the lifestyle of the super-model, even if her assignments were for catalogues and rarely fashion shows. Her last job was a big change, one that likely meant the end of modeling. She had been shot for a magazine in the nude and it was published. That was the day her agent dropped her. The routines of models were always strict dieting and fitness training. Shay was exceptionally endowed, large breasts with slim hips and waist. Even when she could fit into size one and weigh 110 pounds her tits were, shall I say, top-heavy. Socially she kept things casual. Often men that date models were looking to have beautiful women for a trophy, possessions to be used like the cars they drove or clothes they wore. Accepting these terms would lead to relationships where the girls eventually were expected to do things she was not comfortable doing. She would sell her beauty to a camera or a fashion show audience but not for sex. She had become afraid of sexual relations and all the unspoken agreements that she was expected to accept. Now two months past her last modeling job the depression was setting in. She sold her car last week and the buyer was the last person she has spoken to. Her apartment was near enough to town to walk and daily jogging and shopping were her only reasons to go out. She did desire more, but could not break out of her solitude to find it. She comforted herself by pleasuring her body. Dieting was more effective with laxatives and enemas made it work even better. Fucking herself felt so good, and it was safe. As she became more involved it became easier to accept, she was totally isolated. Flushing her bowels, and fucking her ass and pussy was all she desired. Shay was in a daze after another sleepless night when the phone rang. Looking at the screen it was a  shock to see her former agent was calling. Trying to sound sober and alert she answered and heard him say he wanted to recommend a new agency for her. They had seen the photo spread in the magazine and asked to arrange a meeting. Arrangements were discussed and he offered to pick her up downtown for an interview in the valley tomorrow at 2. Her agent understood how Shay felt about her personal life so she agreed to meet without knowing who it was or where they were going. Now she had 26 hours until taking the bus downtown and being ready for what felt like her first audition. Her hand slid down her tummy during the call and as she tapped off the phone her fingers were into her panties, knees apart, and working her clit into the first orgasm of the day. Although she had been up all night masturbating the call felt like a new day had begun. Lying back on the bed she easily pushed her largest dildo into her cunt and began working herself into a huge climax. She fell asleep with the rubber cock still inside her. Night had fallen as she woke, not knowing what time it was. Midnight was a hell of time to start a day but she made coffee and showered. Shay realized her daily exercise routine had to be honored so she dressed in sweat pants and a tee and set out for her five mile run. This was the first time she had run at night and the solitude led to imagining what an encounter in the dark would be like. Would she run faster to get away or resist, or submit? Returning home at 2am she was relieved that all the images in her mind were only fantasies. Preparing her enema solution and filling a hot tub, thoughts of the meeting tomorrow were the best she had felt in weeks. Having cleaned herself inside and all over she lubed the 24 inch doubleheader and easily slid it into her ass. Again she fucked herself to sleep, dawn’s light was on her sweating body as she finally drifted off. The ringing phone woke her, she rubbed her eyes and realized the anal lube was on her fingers. Wiping her hand on the sheets, she grabbed the phone to see her agent was calling again. He wanted to know she was going to make it to the meeting and was she ready. Her groggy voice indicated she was not, so he offered to pick her up at home, asking for the address. This was a shock, no one had been to her home for years but what could she do? He said he would be there in an hour.  Tossing the sheets over her sex toys on the bed, she ran to the shower with the lube running down her legs. She had a banana and a boiled egg to eat and was about to begin dressing when the doorbell rang. Randy, her agent, was early. Wearing only a bath towel she let him in. He said he wanted to certain she dressed for success and was going to take control. This was strange, he barely was involved during the years she worked for him and now he was going to dress her. He entered her bedroom without invitation, pulling her wrist as she struggled to keep the towel from falling off. Still holding her he pulled the sheet off the bed to reveal the mess from last night, dildos and lube. Looking at her embarrassment, Randy said, “This is just what I expected, you have gone fucking crazy with your fuck holes. This stops today. You have too much talent to waste. Now let me look at you.” He pulled her towel off and Shay instinctively grabbed her tits and covered her pussy. “Stop that!” he commanded, “Put your hands behind your head and let me see you” Shay arched her back with her hands up, her massive tits jutting out. “On your toes and turn around. Now bend forward.” She knew he was looking at her cunt and ass as she felt his hands on her buttocks. “Spread your feet apart and put your hands flat on the floor.” He walked around her and commented she could almost get her fat nipples into her mouth. She felt his fingers on her ass again as he easily entered her with first one and then three fingers. “Now push back against my hand, harder. I want to see if you have ruined yourself with that fat dildo on the bed.” His knuckle was against her anal ring as she felt a two fingers slide down her pussy slit and back up to easily open her gaping cunt. “Now, Shay, you are going to show me if all  your play time was worth it” Working his two hands in and out of her fuck holes, he easily got her juices flowing, her orgasms were not hard to find. Randy pulled his fingers out as she was about to explode in a massive orgasm, the effort of standing bent over and pushing back with her arms was exhausting, she was heaving to catch her breath. “Don’t move until I come back”, he commanded. He stepped into her bathroom. Shay obeyed him, her hands on the floor, she could feel her gaping pussy and ass fill with air with every breath. She could see Randy return, he was gripping his cock. She felt it on her ass cheeks and could hear him pulling a rubber over it. “Now, Shay, I know you don’t do this but I think it is time for you to come out as the sexy bitch you always were. I knew what I was going to find here and the Viagra I took is making my cock want to fuck you like the crazy fuck junkie I know you are.” She easily took his dick in her ass as he pulled her back to the edge of the bed. Sitting back with his cock deep in her ass he put his hands on her hips to start pushing her away and then back onto his rod. “Grab your nipples, I want to see those big tits flopping”. Pulling her elbows back until they nearly touched he had her working up and down on his hips, all the weight of those big floppers were bouncing as she came again. “That’s enough, bitch. I want you to show me you want to work again. On your knees, put my cock between those fat tits. Look at me, now look at that cock, and show me you want me in you. Take it in your mouth and taste your ass juice. Suck harder, pull that rubber off, use your fingers to slide it into your mouth. There, you can suck my cock and take that rubber down your throat. Slow down bitch, I want to feel you gagging. Good, come up for air, we are just getting started. Take your fingers down your throat and pull that rubber out. Good girl, now take your fingers and show me how far your can go. Look at me bitch, I want you cum all over my cock. Good, can see you have your juices ready for me. Now show me what a good cock sucker you are.” As his cock found the back of her throat he pulled her head down until she had taken it all. “I want your tongue on my ball sac. Lick my balls with that dick in your throat.” Pulling her head back he held his dick against her lips. “Now look at me and suck me off, show me you want to work again. Suck my cock until I blow my load all over your face.” Shay could not stop smiling as his jizz shot into her mouth and face. She was certain she was going to get back to work now. Randy told her to shower and make sure to clean out her ass and pussy. She put the shower head on the hose against her fuck holes until she could feel herself filled and flushed. Randy had looked into her closet and put a tight strap dress on the bed. I want you in a white thong and a tight white bra. As she pulled the dress over the white panties and bra she saw in the mirror the shear dress was revealing her underwear. Randy was satisfied, “You’re ready to go to work now, bitch. Put your heels on and let’s go.”     Randy’s car was a convertible and the top was down. Shay felt quite exposed as most drivers and certainly truckers could easily look down at her short dress and bare legs, her tits in the tight bra were fully exposed in the tiny dress. On the expressway traffic slowed to a crawl. The car was surrounded by trucks and Shay could hear the drivers make leering remarks to her. Randy looked up and yelled, “What are you looking at?” This was like an invitation, “Hey bitch, let’s see what you’ve got”. Randy looked at her and said, “He wants to see your tits, give them what they want”. She begged, “Please Randy, I need to work but do I…” “You are going to have to loosen up, I need to know you are going to stop resisting. Now pop one of those titties out and give him what he wants!” Shay could see this was a no win deal and out came her massive tit. They yelled down, “Don’t stop now bitch, let both of your puppies out”. With both of her tits hanging free, Shay leaned back with her arms behind her head and looked up at the men above her, “Are you happy now?” This was all they needed to go even wilder. Traffic had begun to move but on both sides the truckers were not moving.  Randy also remained stopped as the shouts began for more, “Now show me your twat. We want to let out the pussy”. Randy looked at her, “You aren’t going to stop now, pull up that dress and give them a show!” As she pulled the dress up over her waist to reveal the tight thong the truckers shouted down, “Pull it up in your twat, and show me your pussy lips”. Randy looked up at the truckers and winked. He said to Shay, “Take the two boxes out of the glove compartment. Now open one box and take the balls out. Feel how heavy they are. Hold them by the string and above your mouth. You are going to put them in your mouth, I know they are big for you but you will do this. Good girl, the string and balls are all covered with your saliva and it will be easy to get them in that fat pussy. Do it bitch, sink those big balls in your cunt. Now look up at that truck driver and frig your cunt, give him a big sloppy cum bucket. You know he wants to fuck you right here.” Randy gestured up at the driver to come down and get some pussy. The door opened and Shay could see his huge cock in his hand as he walked to the car door. Traffic had been held up for some time by now as a motorcycle cop wheeled in front of the truck. Randy sped off leaving the trucker with his cock in his hand. He looked at Shay who was still working her fingers into her cunt and said, “I can see you are going to enjoy your new job”.

Bobbie’s Big Idea First Day: Surrender   Lilo whispered in my ear, “Now we will begin the fun part. Tell me Bobbie, have you ever had multiple orgasms?” I suddenly realized the effect of the drugs as I could not speak or even nod my head. Lilo was squeezing a tube of lubricant on her hands and wrists, “I am going to teach you how to cum like a real woman now!”   My arms and legs were securely restrained to the exam table.  After the pills took effect I was unable to resist. Maybe the straps were needed to keep me from falling off.  Her fingernails began tracing a path from my tummy to my pubic mound as I strangely was aware of the light scratching but the writhing of my hips was virtual, as though I imagined my natural response. The nails parted my outer labia and scraped back up along my clit. I felt my body shudder in response but again my hips did not buck and only my breathing indicated my excitement.   Pulling back my clitoral hood with one hand she opened my vagina with four fingers. The feeling of total surrender was overwhelming. As she withdrew her hand I begged for more. Several thrusts later she had her knuckles driving down against my anus as she ready me to take her thumb. I could feel her fingernails pressing up past my pubic bone, she was massaging the walls of my cunt to let me know where she wanted to be.    With no control of my body, I was entirely limp, Lilo easily could roll her fingers into a ball. I was trembling as my second orgasm started and I felt her powerful arm begin to push against my inner wall. Looking down I could see her curled fingers pressing up against my tummy. With each thrust she had the bulge rising higher, my breathing was racing along with her fist piston.    Lilo was enjoying this it seemed she leaned forward and snarled, “You need to loosen up, and I’m going to fuck your sloppy hole until you are all fucked up.” More orgasms continued as I could not focus on whether I wanted more or simply was not able to resist. She then placed her free hand, palm down over my belly button and began to push my belly down. I could feel her fist and hand together, with every thrust I could see her knuckles press up against my skin.    As Lilo progressed to a climax she looked up at me, “This the first step to make your transformation. So far you have easily performed your tasks. We will find your limits now. Do you feel this?” Her fist was being cupped in her palm, her powerful arms showed hard muscles at work. “This is the catcher’s mitt. This is how you will fuck me. Imagine you are fucking yourself and how much you want me in you.”   With her pressing down and up my tummy was stretched tight. My breath was coming in short bursts and then not at all. My orgasm felt like it would never end.    When I woke I was still restrained. The effect of the drugs had gone away and I could move my hands to my belly, it was flat again! My fingers needed to explore my pussy, what had happened all was like a vague dream. As I slid fingers from first my left and right hand into my cunt I knew the transformation had begun. Frigging myself, the memory of Lilo’s fist and mitt began to focus. As I felt the orgasms begin, Lilo was there again, whispering, “Don’t stop, show me how a real woman cums.”    

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First Day: Orientation Bobbie visits the clinic seeking its transformative powers. Recommended by her boyfriend’s “BFF”. She wants to have her appearances “freshened up”. Lilo has graduated from patient to intake advisor. Her body modifications are now complete, and the harsh treatments have shown her a path to success, she finds helpless women with low self-images and dominates them into begging for glamour and desire. Bobbie meets Lilo for the initial consultation and is amazed at the physical endowments of the small framed Asian woman. Her buttocks, hips, waist, and breasts are all cartoonish from the enhancements. All her life Bobbie had felt like she was less than a true women. Her slender frame was angular, her small breasts and hips were more like an adolescent boy, as if her hormones were inadequate. Lilo started by drawing a blood sample and then a urine specimen. She explained the blood would reveal who she was and the urine would expose what she did. Bobbie imagined the variety of street drugs she had ingested recently and wondered if they would discover any surprises in the list. Asked if she used recreational drugs Bobbie hesitated. Lilo explained that chemical psychotherapy was an important facet of the therapy and that often it makes the tasks quite pleasurable. Bobbie then admitted to using what seemed like an endless list of substances in recent memory. Bobbie signed papers to authorize the treatment regime. Lilo produced two bright orange capsules and a glass of water. “Bobbie, are we ready to start?” I nodded yes, and swallowed the pills. Lilo started a video camera and instructed me to fully undress in front of an exam table. As she strapped my naked body into the stirrups and arm restrains I felt the powerful drugs take effect. My body felt limp, powerless to move but my senses were entirely focused on what seemed like heightened sensitivities. Lilo began exploring Bobbie’s mouth, pulling my jaw open and measuring, then the depth to my throat. I was surprised, feeling the probe at my throat did not produce a gagging sensation, as she continued to probe I felt the cold steel pass into my esophagus as it choked my breathing. Even this felt pleasurable. Next were my nipples, a suction pump was running as two cups were placed over my tits. Lilo twisted the well lubricated tubes on my nipples and I watched as she tugged me into the bell shaped tubes and stretched them to a degree unimaginable. She measured the length of flesh that was distended after pulling hard and twisting my tits into knots. Pinching the base of my nipples she popped the cups off and measured the swollen teats as they were standing bravely at attention! After wiping me with alcohol she produced a thin metal rod with a tiny ball on the end. Lilo explained that in my altered state I would not feel pain with the next procedure but she would find and enter my milk ducts. Having been stretched by the pump she didn’t have to look hard for the pores to be probed. One by one she inserted the shiny probe into my nipple, saying she only needed to find six holes in each nipple this first time. As she pushed the probe in me she pressed down until each hole had all of the rod to the first mark, Lilo said the initial treatment was quite shallow and after several more I would be able to take the entire instrument. I could not see the entire length, but it was easily six inches to the large ball on the end. I now had 12 holes in my nipples and was oozing a clear fluid. Lilo produced a larger set of suction cups on the pump hoses and my tits were left to surrender to the power vacuum pump. She whispered in my ear, “Now we will begin the fun part. Tell me Bobbie, have you ever had multiple orgasms?” I suddenly realized the effect of the drugs as I could not speak or even nod my head. Lilo was squeezing a tube of lubricant on her hands and wrists, “I am going to teach you how to cum like a real woman now!”   I was introduced to this writer and some of my parts are set here. http://greggerbits.tripod.com/bob2300/nurses.rtf

What was I thinking? 

I needed to be broken but what eventually happened no one could have imagined. But maybe not… Waking with the men stroking my body was like a dream come true. I felt a mouth at my ear whisper, “We never got properly introduced, this is Randy and I am Jake. Mr. B said you are bobbie with a little B. Let’s make that a big B, Okay?”   I mumbled something like, “Am I dreaming or awake?” Jake grabbed my neck and nipple to drag me to him. I knew it was not a dream as he firmly pulled my tit.   As you see from the first chapter I had become a fully engaged submissive. The moment I woke the desire for more began. The light tickling quickly changed as I was positioned by for more of what seemed like a dream. This time firm pillows were under my lower back and my shoulders were falling off the bed. Last night in the car I was so excited I could not tell the two men apart, they had me in the dark and you know how orgies end? It’s all a blur. So the guys were not a pair of twins. The fingers pulling my nipples were huge and powerful, he nearly was lifting me off the bed. I remembered from last night this position, his tugging was willing me to lift my head up into his spread crotch. I could smell my sex from last night along with the soap he had used. His ball sack was swinging over my nose and mouth, as well as his flaccid cock. After the final round with the dildo I forgot how well-endowed he was, as I sucked his ball sack into my mouth his cock was lying peacefully on my neck. Pulling my nipples harder he lifted my head to place my mouth on his anus, I didn’t need to be told he wanted my tongue to please him there. I had trouble concentrating on pleasuring him as my hips and legs were being spread by the other man. Randy was slender with long fingers, as he used them to pull my labia apart I imagined they were unusually long and slender. With two fingers under my pubic bone he pulled my hips off the pillow and with his other hand hooked his fingers into my pussy to pulling down and out against my anus. I was going to be stretched apart even more than the dildo had opened me last night. The fingers under my clitoris were probing deeper and as two became four inside me Randy could easily add his thumb to my gaping hole. He was in me to his wrist as he bent down to first tongue and then suck my clit. I could feel his hand ball up to make a fist as I exploded with an orgasm. Randy leaned back with his fist pulling me up to get his other hand free to pull me open and then begin working his little fingers into my ass. Jake pulled back to slide his cock over my nose and then into my open mouth. I wanted him, his meat was still soft, sucking at him he teased me, pulling back to hear his head pop out as my tongue begged for more. More is what I got as he hardened and was against my throat, gagging, my breath was short as the fisting brought the second orgasm. Jake and Randy had me like this until I felt as though I was having an endless orgasm. I was beginning to go limp when the strong fingers again had my nipples to lift me onto my knees to straddle Randy’s hips. He easily positioned my ass cheeks over his rigid cock and as my anus took him in he pulled my shoulders back to his chest and pinned my arms behind me. My pussy was spread apart as I was pinned back over my legs and arms. Randy was on the edge of the bed so that Jake could easily have me under him. He leaned over and took my nipple in his mouth, sucking the teat and biting to let me know I was his. I begged him to fuck me as he moved his mouth to the other nipple. His cock head pressed my pussy lips open and entered my canal. I could feel Randy’s cock under me bend back as he descended over me. It was the first time I had taken two men at once and I knew from the way they fucked me it this was not going to be the last. 

Kimmy, this was better than I remembered. You are an inspiration! I can't type with one hand. Trying to not get the keyboard sticky!  

My New Me   Has it been years since I shared my journal with you? There is an explanation. I have been in recovery. Recovery from sex addiction is one of the hardest habits to kick. Typically an interdiction is imposed on to break the cycle. I needed to be broken but what eventually happened no one could have imagined. But maybe not…   I had become submissive to a man. He called himself Mr. B, and always had to leave me after our sessions together. Mr. B had what he called “engagements to take care of.” He was very good at making me want more, leaving me wanting more every time. So after a year of having him in my life I wanted him so much there was nothing I wouldn’t do.   Understand, Mr. B was perfect, I was happy to quit my job after he offered to pay for my housing and take me shopping for all my needs. I lived alone and to those who knew me know that there was no one else in my life. Mr. B was always happy to be there, he became the only person I wanted to be with.   During that year a strict regime was demanded. I was dieting and was required to exercise daily. There were stretching and dance routines, as well as the daily run which increased weekly. My diet included a variety of enemas. All this was recorded in a journal as well as with a small video camera. When he arrived several times a week I would have the video diary ready for Mr. B to watch me eat, bath, and then flush my guts out over and over again on the toilet. He wanted me thoroughly cleaned out the day before his visits. It was all very disciplined.   Being controlled like that was all I thought about. I wanted to present myself to him just the way he wanted, every detail had to be correct. Some how these details were never what he expected of me. He would find fault for something unexpected and it was then time to beg for his mercy. This became a predictable cycle, I would leave little errors for him to find and this made him want to punish his messy little girl.   We would shop together for what was needed for me to be punished. Shopping online would have been too easy, we did look at the things I needed on the web but he wanted me to walk into S&M stores and use my own credit card to buy the toys and tools he needed. At first it was hard to walk into porn shops alone and carry the biggest dildo on the shelf to the check out. It was obvious there was a lot of checking out going on. Mr. B would be in the store watching me as I tried to ignore the male customers who wanted to talk and some times touch me. It didn’t help that I was wearing little tank tops and gym shorts that were too small for my tiny body.  Another of his games was to park several blocks away and make me carry the bag of toys with one or two of the men in the store who assumed I was being a tease. Mr. B had so many games for me. If there were men hassling me he would drive away, circling the block. He was rewarded with a view of me fending off the men who clearly thought I was available to them in any alley or doorway. Knowing he was watching I would let them approach me, Mr. B wanted me to let them get close and touch me. As I began to feel desperate he would ease the car up and open the door for me jump in.   Then one day everything changed. I had purchased a massive double ended dildo and a plug that was almost as big as a highway cone. There were two young men in the store who were very aggressive and then the round the block routine began. I was on heels and having hell of a time keeping the bulky bag in my arms and keeping my top and shorts on as the randy dudes let know what they expected me to do with them. It seemed that the car was not coming as I walked around the block twice looking for my chariot of fire. Even with the fitness training I was about to panic, they had me in a building alcove and were using their hands and fingers to start taking advantage of my helpless situation. I saw the car and darted to the curb. They were still with me and opened the rear door to push me in. They jumped in on either side and I suddenly knew this was going to be a new game.   We drove to a motel and I never got to play with my new toys. They played with me. The next morning Mr. B drove me home. He had been there all night and was not pleased with what had happened. I thought I was being the good girl he required once I saw that the two men were a set up. I fucked them for hours; the double action was a huge turn on. It is amazing how sucking and fucking can be like a tag team, one then the other is ready to be serviced. They liked to play rough so I didn’t get any sleep that night.   So what could have been wrong with that? Mr. B started with a riding crop after my bath and had a paddle to ass, legs, tummy, and tits until I was red all over. I begged him to let me please him until he pulled off his belt and opened his pants. I sucked him off on my knees, looking up at him as the belt left its marks on my back. Exhausting his jizz on my face and neck he said it was time for bed. I stretched out ready to finally sleep as he produced the bag of rubber toys I had purchased the night before. He said I would have to show him I wanted it inside me as he hung the 18 inch monster over my face, slowly lowering the heavy dong onto my neck, chest, and tummy. He wanted me to start with it in my mouth; the head could barely get past my lips. While I held it in he opened my anus with the cone shaped plug. My ass was fucked hard the night before so with little effort I was firmly anchored on top of the plug. Arching back my pussy was spread easily by the first of his fingers. He was a master of the finger fuck, he would use 1, 2, 3 and hook his hand up under my pubic bone. Lifting my hips with his strong fingers the cone in my ass was spreading my hips as he let me drop onto the plug. The first orgasm exploded in my cunt as I could feel the cone spread my ass apart. I felt suddenly empty as his hand pulled out. Still impaled over the plug he pressed his face to mine and whispered, “Bobbie, I know you have wanted a night like this. You are all mine now. Show me you want to get fucked.” He had dragged my head to the side of the bed; my ass was still on the plug. His cock was over my mouth, as I opened my lips I could feel that he would have me deep in my throat. I sucked at his head as he slid the dildo down my tummy and over my pussy lips. His cock was now in the saddle, I could feel it deep enough to make it hard to breathe. He bent over me with one hand on my pubic mound he pressed my ass onto the plug. Slowly I could feel the huge dildo head push my labia lips into my cunt until it was all in, inner, outer lips spread, stretched, and up inside me, I felt like my clit had been forced into my maw as well. He used both hands to stretch me open, pulling my legs back and apart. The first thrust had the head inside me, pulling back out my pussy lips came out with a pop as my gaping cunt filled with air. I was quivering as he hesitated to ease his cock deeper. I was now firmly held, ready for the next thrust to open my uterus and pull me apart. He rammed the head into my eager cunt, I could feel my lips seal around it and the empty cavern waiting to be filled. He placed my hands over my mound to feel the head emerge against my bulging skin. I wanted to feel him fuck me in every hole, to tear me apart. As the huge dong started to piston in and out I could feel the head against my tummy. Arched back on the plug and gagging on his cock I felt the dong pass my fingers and begin pressing to my navel, I imagined wrapping my fingers under it to pull it deeper, I wanted that rubber cock to come inside me. As I began cumming the cock was in and out faster and deeper. Mr. B pulled it deeper, pulling my body to take his cock as he let go his load.   I was nearly unconscious as he whispered, “Bobbie, you are ready now, to serve me”. I heard the door close. When I woke the two men from last night were tugging my nipples and clitoris. So this is how he wanted me to serve.   

You will find a way to take Nikky way past her last session. A short period of recovery will be its own punishment as she imagines what the girls are planning. She will need physical therapy to regain her muscle tone. Nikky is no longer a candidate for normal Kegel exercises, a set of billiard balls are more appropriate for her orifices. I'm eager for you to take me to her next orgy.