Slipping his cock throughthat ring and into Dawn's mouth, he buckled the straps around his waist,forcing his cock down her throat once again. Thus wor...n, Guy walked slowly over to a chair and sat, pulling Dawn'shead down between his thighs as he sat. Guy reached for the TV remove andproceeded to channel surf for a while until he found Mythbusters on theDiscovery Channel. He had to pee once or twice during the afternoon. With his cockstrapped to a convenient drain, he merely let his pee flow. The girls were delighted.When Corey's neck and right wrist were once more shackled to the coffle and the march resumed she was teased unmercifully. She did not mind. She detected in the comments a hint of envy. She wore her fresh weals, particularly the scarlet stripes across her breasts, with immense élan. She wondered at herself and at the man who owned them all. Could she say she was broken, that the coffle and the whip had made her subservient? Or was it her own shameless lust that made his. This place is fuckin' dope."Not to mention, other people can also add their own branch to one of our stories, or just create one of their own altogether!"I won't say it a third time, mainly because I'm sure the Readers get the idea."Of course they do. They're not as slow as you are."Glass houses, shit-dick. I will bail and leave you here alone to meander without quotations."Hey, I can still use the singular ones... Still though, fair enough."More than enough."... Anyway, here's the gist of. Disgusting. Degrading things." She buried her face in her hands crying uncontrollably once again.Karen now felt that she had a pretty fair idea of what had happened to Elisabeth. She didn't feel qualified or even necessarily comfortable taking on the role of psychologist, but she remembered how confused she had felt after her father had raped her the first time. If someone, anyone had been there to help snap her out of self-guilt it could have been easier.Karen pulled Elisabeth's hands away.