It seemed as if the animals actually loved theirblonde mistress, an attitude which was shared by the rest of the troupe aswell. Molly's soft, gentle ...nature was cherished and protected by the othergirls in the troupe -- some of whom, as you may have gathered, were quitehard-boiled -- and next to She Devil, she was the most popular person in theoutfit.Ah yes, She Devil. Aptly named, that woman. It wasn't that she was overtlyevil or anything; she just had an ineffable sinister quality that I. I prepared for the worse as she groped my ass. See-sawing the device between my crack, she stopped, leaving the head to vibrate on my anus.“Do you still love me?” she asked, gyrating the dildo in a circle.I had to think on that a little. Seriously, would you tolerate abuse from somebody you didn’t? I replied, “I’d love you even if it killed me.”“Can I fuck you?” she asked, centering in on my orifice.“Go ahead, you’ll just beat me until I say yes.” I relented, resolved in my fate.“I can’t.” she. She had totally forgotten about the subliminals further feeding her arousal and commanding her to keep cumming. Without realizing it, not only was her name gone from her mind but more and more of her personality and memories as her brain could only process the arousal and humiliation. He watched her closely, knowing that if it she passed out he would need to turn off the vibrator and give her a rest but also knowing she wanted to be left for the full hour if possible. Unknown to her, he would. .. It was mayhem, then I was forced to bend over.. I said I had lube and condoms in my bag, it was retrieved from the toilet stall shelf, a voice I recognised, the guy who started all this said, don't worry, your stuff is safe, I have it. (Was that good or bad???!!)I was made to bend over again, and lube was applied, it was freezing, one fat finger was inserted, then 2 and then 3, rather too rough for my liking, which they sensed, someone said, go gently, don't hurt her, just when I was.