Curious, I took the slip of paper from my mother’s fingers and picked up the phone. I punched in the number, only to get a response, “Playboy Mans...ion, can we help you?”“Oops, sorry wrong number,” I said, and hung up. (If I had been really thinking, I would have used The Power to get Hef on the phone, and then I would have been set for life!) Figuring I had screwed up a digit, I redialed carefully, my eyes shifting back and forth between Mom’s note and the phone.You can imagine my surprise when. "The full weight of his body crushed me into the mattress as he grabbed my knees with both hands and held them up to his side. His cock plowed into me with a fervor that began to seem unreal. My gentle lover was in steps becoming an impassioned beast and with each of his desperate thrusts he hammered his cock against my sore and tired cervix.Finally, he made me scream out in pain as he virtually impaled me with his swollen cock. His breathing was ragged and he moaned as I felt the length of his. She was curled on her side sleeping soundly in her panties and an oversized T-shirt. He poured a bit of the ether on a rag and pressed it firmly over Cindy's nose and mouth. Cindy stiffened but quickly passed out. He then carefully administered a syringe full of the sleeping drug into her ass.Sandra was next. She was sleeping on her belly ina blue baby-doll nightie. He jerked her head up by her hair and slapped the ether soaked rag over her face."Hey! What the ... fuuuhhh." She passed out. Her. Her breasts had hung over her corset like soft pillows, the vivid tattoos centering on the pierced nipples with their small dangling bells on chains. Her naked cunt had opened like a flower at every step of those huge legs, revealing its need in a flow of clear need that dripped down her thighs to the tops of the red stockings.Never had he seen her so excited, never so turned on by his servitude.She was a goddess, a divinity of pain and exhilaration. A woman who made his wife seem but a thin.