Molly continued to kiss me and then laid me down on the bed. She told me that she wanted me to remove the heels from her feet. I carefully slipped off... the left heel and placed it gently on the floor. She said "I see Louisa taught you respect about a woman's things." I then carefully removed the right exposing her bunion and hammered toes. Molly said her feet were killing her and asked me to massage them. I eagerly agreed and began to slowly massage her soles and bunion. I took extra care around. I drank it down as fast as I could but some ran down my chin. He made me thank him for the honor of drinking his piss. They had reduced me to an ?it? without a shred of pride left. All I was good for as far as they were concerned was obedience and degradation. At least he took the trouble to rip those hooks out of my nose. They had left holes so there was a sort of whistle when I breathed in and out. Jake told Mary, ?I think bitch owes you the pleasure of being fist fucked again by. When I asked what it was, he said it would peak my libido, I would crave sex, but not get any sexual satisfaction, so I could do it over and over again. I didn't understand why that was needed, but didn't have time to ask because the nurse was pulling at my arm. The nurse led me to another room and chattered about how I was going to love being a cocktail waitress. It was a big room with lots of men, twenty or thirty men. They were all dressed exactly the same, black suits, white shirts, and red. As you requested, we increased their sexual receptiveness. In addition, we genetically engineered them to be absolutely sexually attracted to you,” he replied. “Made it their official job to love me,” I said softly to myself as we walked into the room in which the boys were about to wake for the first time. It was less a ward, more a bedroom. It was actually a pick-up room. I felt as if I’m going to buy a brand new car straight off the showroom. Three in fact. The room smelled sweet. Thin rays.