He remained like that, still and silent as a steel god brought to Earth by the very heights of passion she was attaining. Her back arched as her fists... slammed down again and again, knowing that she was about to climax again, even though she had just done so. ‘Ungh …. nooo, not agai — ‘ she shouted. ‘I can’t keep — urgnn awrrr — ‘ As yet another wave of climaxes rolled over her she was dimly aware of Baxter methodically slamming himself into her tight pussy. For some reason her acknowledgement. "Where's George?" I asked curiously."Gone." She replied simply."Gone as in away on business or gone as in never coming back?" I asked leaning forward."As in never coming back." She smiled, "Not that he'll be a great loss dad, you were right all along, he was no good." I'm sorry love." I sighed in sympathy."Don't be," Mary laughed, "I feel a lot better now he's gone. I'm divorcing him; he's not contesting it so it should all be over in a few weeks. Once I'm a free woman again I plan on selling. There was movement on the other side of the door, and the light coming from the slit shifted around. As I waited for who knows what, I gradually started shivering. I’m not sure if I was just nervous, or if the cold was getting to my naked skin.As I waited, I pulled on my restraints, despairing as they tightened. At least they were cloth; rope would be cutting into my skin by now.I was concentrating on holding my arms and legs still (in the hope that my bonds would magically loosen and set me. "Can't become the cheap, trashy slut they want me to become! Gawd, my breasts... tits... they are huge now!"A sudden sensation of utter horniness drowned her. She had to fight it... fight it. Ah God... but it felt so goooood.A giggle escaped her.All the bimbos clapped their manicured hands and cheered with soft, high-pitched voices. Willow's head swam as she could barely hear anything through the buzzing. Beyond the clouds, Willow could see the evil smile of Fink. A black haired bimbo nuzzled.