It felt so much better this way.She felt him raising up on his knees and she raised up with him until she was up on all fours. Just like a couple of d...ogs, she thought to herself. And thinking that, she remembered that dog in that cabin and that horrible looking man. The dog had been ugly too, but his cock had felt so good inside her. She thought about that now, as Tom began humping in and out of her.That dog had fucked her until she was too sore to stand, and now Tom was doing the exact same. I nod assent. She places its tip inside her lips, sliding it in slowly, wetting it. She sits alongside me, circling my nipple with the wet tip, watching me smile, smiling back. Her lips replace her finger and linger languourously….licentiously….lasciviously around my nipple, endlessly, in circles. Her fingers begin to rake along my legs, from shin to loin, lightly, like a monk tending a zen garden. Her tongue, snail-like, follows a downward path, leaving its little sticky mark, going down, and. For 5 minutes I was writhing in pain. After sometime the pain had subsided. I was a little worried. All my friends asked me not to worry and that this is quite common and nothing would happen. I went home and took a shower and checked myself in the mirror. Everything was fine. But the one part of my mind was worrying. I stay alone and that small thought began to annoy me. I decided to go the hospital.I went to the emergency department (on sunday afternoon the OP was closed). The ward was empty. . thump... as the slave's ass pumped downward, knocking the flared end of the butt plug against the floor."Look what I have for you, slave." Mistress' left hand rose up from behind her, and dangled a black rubber glove in front of Daniella's face.The slave stared at the shiny glove, while she continued to pinch her nipples, and pump her ass against the floor. Her voice repeated a mindless "uh... uh... uh..." sound as she pinched and pumped -- lost, consumed by her need for sensation, her need.