During my walk to the mailbox I was thinking about Anna and Lisa's "love-nest" and after some time I remembered that some years ago one of Anna's frie...nds had met a guy from the next town and moved together with him there. That was a clue to follow because I had a slight memory that her name was something like Helene, Helena or Hellen.The next day I cancelled my booking of the inn where I had intended to have Lisa's big birthday party. I even cancelled my booking of the popular dance band that. ” This was no erotic “9 Weeks” kitchen floor food play. We ate hungrily, eyeing each other’s nakedness as we replenished our sapped strength. Sated with food, my thoughts began to linger to what lay ahead. She ate on. She needed to refuel from her audition this afternoon, and the encores in the hotel this evening. She noticed the quizzical look on my face, but misinterpreted my intense gaze. “What?” she asked defensively between gulps of food, as if I was accusing her of eating too much. “I was. She’d been strapped in for nearly eight hours now, with only a pair of breaks for nourishment and satisfaction of the need to pee. She didn’t know how many times she’d cum. There was a tally on the board behind her, but she had no way of seeing it. She knew it had read twenty-three when she’d last had a break, but that was three hours ago now and she’d lost track again since then. Her ears caught a soft noise behind her and her eyes widened, the orgasm bar had just filled again, for the third. Sonia could hardly manage to whimper, as the icy water filled her intestines once more and removed the cakes of male and animal sperm from her skin. After the terrible ordeal, Sonia was allowed to get a couple of hours sleep in a bed.Marge and Sam said their goodbyes and took off, after having given their contact data to Paul to pass on to Mr. Obutulezi, so that he might contact them concerning renting out Sonia. They were already planning a weekend with trusted friends, who also enjoyed using.