By the time we came out of the Tearoom it was dark outside, we walked the 100yard to the far end off the car park noticing we were the only ones still... there. I was not looking forward to the goodbye and shocked myself by leaning against the hood of the car with one foot on the bumpers pulling my skirt up to my waist and saying to Dave “I need a bit more treatment for the journey home ““Your insatiable” he said as he dropped to his knees smiling again and plunged his tongue straight into me, my. I didn't see her again for two days.Another night, I woke up to find her slapping me viciously while screaming, "no…no…no…no," and crying. I was reluctant to try and restrain her, since I didn't know what that might cause her to do, and since the slapping wasn't especially hard, I simply rolled into a ball and let her go. After about a minute, it stopped, and she rolled over and appeared to go back to sleep. About five minutes later, she was wide awake and shaking me. Rolling over, I found. After a while a door opened, two people dressed in what looked like sis uniforms but made out of rubber entered. They appeared to be female because of their breasts but then, we had breasts now as well, their faces were masked which completely covered their faces, exposing only their blood-shot bugged out eyes and their blistered crack-pipe burnt lips."Prepare the slave for it's enema" said one without any emotion in his or her voice. Suddenly a white table rose silently from the floor. The one. She continued to play with her pussy, imagining it was her father touching her and not herself, his big fingers on her little hole, and she started rubbing her clit even faster. She moved her left hand to her other breast, pinching her left nipple, then closed her eyes and stifled a moan as her body exploded with pleasure.Ryan stepped out of the shower, red from both the hot water and the hotter orgasm, and took a deep breath. She blushed, feeling ashamed that she got herself off while thinking.