I don't... What's going on?" I stammer, confused."How do you feel, whore?" She asks me."I.. I feel fine I think... I have a little bit of a headache, ...and I'm not sure what's going on" I manage to say."Your programming is going VERY well" she says into my ear, her voice dripping with satisfaction."I don't understand" I say, more confused than ever.Just then my laptop dings, and it's a link to a video online. "Watch the video" Girlfriend says, and the phone goes silent. She's hung up.I click the. . but I digress. She turns on the vibrator. It only makes a very low humming sound, so I guess it's on low or something. And it goes right to her clitoris. While she holds the throbbing thing to her little nub, she grabs a lighter and lights the candle, even though it's still rather bright in her room. Oh. Well, maybe I should have seen that coming, after yesterday. Never mind about the light. She takes the candle and drips hot wax onto herself! She starts right between her tits, creating a. He had made love to her in the bedroom before she became meat for the rest of the pack. Having always thought she was supremely happy with her Corey she wondered how he could have set up a party that sent her into sexual overload of the most immoral kind. Had she been a proper woman she never would have allowed herself to be cheapened in that way. But I enjoyed it so MUCH she thought so why should I feel so guilty about it? But what must Warren have thought ... did he take me into the bedroom. I knew the rumors from high school about her promiscuity but had always ignored them. I suspected she had ulterior motives but things had always stayed pretty non-physical in the past. Many nights she had come to the hotel where I worked the overnight shift and when I napped on the floor of the office she had joined me. We snuggled together and held each other but it had all been very platonic. Once I had awoken to find my hand was on her breast and got all flustered. She had laughed it off and.