She laughs and says, “If you thought the enema was bad just wait till I **** your ass with this.”She ignores my silent pleas and forces me over on... my face. “Pull your knees up,” she orders, giving me hard slaps on the buttocks. I bring my knees up under my body. My hands are tied behind me and my face is buried in a pillow. My ass is raised in the air making a most inviting target for her big rod.My mistress takes her finger, moistened by rubbing her wet cunt, and slips it into my asshole. Then. I looked at her with a questioning look when Bo pulled up tight and started to cum and cum and cum. It felt like my ass was getting filled up with cum but it didn't seem to be leaking out. Then I came hard. The pressure on my prostrate got to me. I never could come two times so close together but here I was cumming like never before. My cock stayed hard and showed no sign of going down. I was just waiting for him to be done and get off of me. I felt as if my ass was going to split. When Bo. Whenever I'm out late, I try and keep an eye out for muggers etc., so when I saw a full size black van creeping up on me, I was getting ready to fight or flee. The side slider slid open and, "pfhtt!"I felt a sting on my chest reached toward the pain and pulled the empty syringe out. I had long enough to look at it briefly, and then everything went black.***Swimming back up from the darkness I heard, "Ah, I see our subject, the pervert, is waking."I tried to speak through the drugged haze I was. However, most of her friends were already thinking that she must have a very nice pair of them, because she never wore a bra under her tank tops. So, everybody had already seen those rather impressive imprints in her tank tops at times. Nevertheless, the real reason why Sandra loved her nipples so much, wasn't because they looked so pretty. No, she loved them so much, because whenever she was alone, she just couldn't resist the urge to play with them, and they have always been very sensitive..