. My smell is intoxicating. I bring my hand up to my eyes. My cum. My cum from earlier, before all of this... it's on my fingers. I spread them apart ...and see the strings it makes. I can smell the new scent mixed in with the smell of my old cum. Shit! I can feel more leaking out of me where I shouldn't be able to feel anything. I put my fingers between my legs by reflex and cry out from how sensitive I am. My whole crotch is soaked with cum, new and old. It's... it's getting hard to think... I. ” Anita teased my throbbing cock with her cane.“If I had my way, there would be no use for that contraption!” The women roared with laughter and my cock pulsed in anticipation of the relief I was to be allowed and the exquisite humiliation I was enduring. Elaine then placed the second object on the table; the women giggled as I looked puzzled at the thing which resembled a tow-bar with a bent arm and looped ring at the other end. Hortense strutted into my field of vision and the other women. I make more money and can work less, but I can never make this a full time job. Explain more about that later. I keep a dairy because if I kept all these emotions inside I would explode. I am 27 years old and I still seem to care about what other people think of me. No one will know where I live; I just know that if anyone was to find out I would lose my job as a Christian Psychologist. I worked too hard to get there. I bet your tired of me writing about this stuff but I will tell you in detail. The three other youths cheered at shouted at the sight of the young twelve year old, naked, her face and breast's a mass of sticky cum juice, her hands held tight to her back, her face a picture of pain as she took in the sight.The other noise was Jennifer, mumbling through her heavy gag, still with her hands bound behind her back she was sandwiched between two boys, Hamish fucking her arse and Abraham fucking her sore swollen cunt. Glaze, who had not long finished raping Jennifer moved.