" Say it." he demanded. "Tell me what you are." I, I'm just a slutty little girl." And what is it that slutty little girls want?" They want to be fuck...ed." Ask me."She paused. Her heart racing as she looked into his eyes. She was breathing deeply now, and the scent of the gym filled her flaring nostrils."Ask me, damn it!" Please fuck me, Mister."His mouth found its way to her left ear and he whispered, "I own you, bitch. I'll do what I want to do with you."The word 'bitch' had always bothered. I heard a giggle from behind me, and turned to see who it was. A bit tooquickly, actually, since when I stopped turning my tits kept going.Ouch. Of course, even though my heart had jumped into my throat at the thought of being caught in a girl's body and my breasts were jigglingalmost painfully, I couldn't help but be aware of my tight nipplesbrushing against the inside of my tank top. It made me horny. Maybe Ishould have bought a bra.When I turned, I saw Rachel there, standing behind me with a. I noticed four other similarly dressed armed men. ‘P-please don’t shoot me!’ I begged as I dropped the thingy, ‘I’ve already been in a p-plane crash, and swum really fucking far in the last 24 fucking hours! If you shoot me now, I may as well have stayed in the fucking plane!’ I felt some level of cockiness, arrogance and confidence flood me at this point, and was becoming less and less afraid of getting shot, and more and more sure that I could take them on, and win. I knew that these thoughts. .. I shall miss tickling you there!" Sheilaconcluded.I was appalled - speechless and appalled."So you see, Fifi. You no longer need to be flat-chested when you are apony girl!"My jaw sagged at the enormity of all the revelations - but I did getconsoling hugs and kisses.- - - -I stood there patiently as they harnessed me to the cart."Why do I have to be tied in Reverse Prayer?" I demanded petulantly,"I don't even understand why my arms should be bound at all!"Barbara inserted my bit gag and.