Once they were on the beach, Marcel introduced himself. Joe reciprocated, hoping that if they knew he an Jenny were married, not harm would come to th...em. They accepted the food and a bottle of bear as everybody sat down to eat."What are we going to do?" Jenny asked, trying to hide her terror."We are just going to have to try to get along, and not piss them off. Hopefully help will come." Joe tried to answer in an almost whisper.Marcel made small talk with his partners and tried to include Jenny. I also knew that I'd never be able to do much to hurt Betty, at least not quite like she had just hurt me, but even though I still loved her, I knew I'd never be able to live with her after this. Their words burned in my mind."So did you ever expect us to be so good together Betty?" Oh no Sam. You're so perfect... I mean that too. Everything about you is perfect. I wish I had met you before. I really do. We could have had a great time all these years." Yeah, well, I was married right out of. Most notable of those will be regaining a large portion of your life as each cell is altered and renewed. I should think that you're going to something like twenty years of your life and physiologically, you're going to be more like a seventeen or eighteen year-old, rather than the middle-age that you're approaching now. Now don't worry. I'm ju......".* * * * * * *For the second time that day I woke up feeling like I had died, and if what I feared I would find was true, then maybe I'd have been. Slut must obey. Slut must earn pleasure. Slut must thank Sir for correction.”“Good, Slut,” I praise you. “Now, recite how you must be ready.”You gasp as I begin to pinch your nipples hard, twisting and pulling, hard enough to make it difficult to hold still or concentrate.“Slut must be clean. Slut must keep her cunt smooth. Slut must have a buttplug in when her ass is not being used so that she is ready.”Releasing your stinging nipples, I roughly grab you between your legs, feeling the smooth.