Daniel held my torso stretched, the collar sinking into my neck, turning my face into a purple mask of leaking spit and bulging eyes. Those eyes rolled back now, consciousness teetering on the edge, walking the line where ecstasy tortured me. I screeched soundlessly to the void, my legs trembling, my hands wringing, my back arching to painful concavity. “Fill the bitch’s cunt!” I heard Lucy scream from somewhere. My bowels were evacuated, and I felt a pair of cocks slide up my taint, and enter masturbation my sanctity simultaneously. It pushed me over. The new pain and pleasure, the pulsing heat toy pressing on all sides of my womanhood, the eruption of seed deep into my womb. They came together, their joined cocks flexing and throbbing as they thrusted with a fervency, sullying my fertility with their anally-sheened rods. I loved it. Their penetration was lubricated with the spunk they spilled into me, coating my walls. As I exalted in the throes of my release, I felt consciousness ebb from me. Used, abused, desecrated, and wholly satisfied, I noticed a change come over me, but I didn’t know what. I felt… complete. EMILY The demon carried me onto a broken-down loading dock, the springs of the garage door detached and dangling from the threshold. Beside me, I could hear the resigned and terrified whimpers of Fantasia, but I couldn’t see her. There was only the blackness before me; my endless future. My japanese brain had helpfully concocted exactly what was going to happen to me in there. First, they’d saw my limbs off with a rusty blade, then they’d disembowel me, then pierce me with hooks and dangle me from the ceiling, then they’d skin me, then scalp me, then rape me forever. The end. Thanks, brain. Oh, and they’re also going to gouge out your eyes. Stop. No, wait, they’re actually going to leave your eyes so that you can see yourself in the ceiling mirror. Why you do this? Don’t forget the acid! I hope they give me a lobotomy first, you asshole. I’m just trying to prepare you for the inevitable. It’s probably going to be so much worse than even I can imagine. Wow, you’re a real help. They’re definitely going to give you paper-cuts. You monster. I entered the warehouse as I battled my subconscious, momentarily distracted from the horror that would befall me. That distraction slowly fell away when the dim light hit my eyes, and I saw where I was. It was like my mind Toys had created this place. Beams of dim light shown through the rafters, where heavy-gaged chains hung, bearing the rusted sharp edges of bone-saws, cleavers, hooks, and axes. There were even the hanging carcasses of indiscernible animals, though on closer inspection I saw that they were dismembered and skinned human torsos. That was a nice touch. At the center of the room was a box-spring bedframe with rusted iron manacles where my wrists, ankles and neck would go. Hanging just above the bed, in-line with where my torso would be, was a curved pendulum blade. asian This was a beautiful spot. Introductions and small talk follow, all the while Sarah is very careful to be facing front on and not to turn around. For example I do all the prostate exams which involves putting my finger up the patient’s rectum and checking to see if his prostate gland is the normal size. Two of us here close together trapped in the warren of paths on these slopes makes for an attractive toy destination. � � Stephen grabs the towel. Her eyes perked up even more at that. Zu’gar blinked as the human Toys slipped her small delicate hand into her own and urged them both forward towards the centre of the square. Her tits were at least a “C” cup and her nipples point out. Mom wanted Joy to watch and see what sex was and hoped it would turn Joy on and want to try. I pull off and after what felt like a long 20 minute drive listening to them japanese aggressively flirt with each other, we arrive at a huge gated house. But Alex had been sleeping all by himself on the fold-out sofa bed in the guest bedroom upstairs. it’s lust not love. The asian girls moved on and Elsie scowled at Brie, masturbation “What a horrible woman.” Brie just chuckled. Walking around the house talking with some old friends, I had a couple more drinks. Watching his sweet Mandi give birth to that little bastard was more than he could bear. I had... I quite enjoyed trying to push my pussy against Vicky’s. I fucked her. "Steve, I'm not going to apologize for that, I've wanted to do it for so long. With each swipe of my tongue I pushed a little deeper.