She walked across the room to the bed to be encircled in Vincent’s arms. He kissed her and lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom where he pl...aced her in the whirlpool bath tub filled with warm pink bubbles. Then, before he joined her in the bath tub he poured two glasses of champagne and put a strawberry in each of the glasses of champagne. When he was finished with this he brought both glasses to the tub and slowly descended into the labyrinth of pink soft bubbles. He gave Petra a glass. The dog-slave’s fore legs waved aimlessly, and she squeaked slightly as her head was forced up. Sam could see her labia were significantly enlarged, red and puffy and currently stretched backwards and slightly apart by the weights she dragged, exposing the silver of her clitoral shield. She stiffened and grunted around the gag as his fingers touched her, passing over the alien hardness of the shield and urethral plug to push inside her open, moist cleft. Sam sunk first one, then two fingers. "I went into the office, and it had a large desk with a computer screen on it, several different size dildos on top of the desk, a large leather couch, several matching chairs and two cameras in the corners mounted on tripods pointing to the desk or the middle of the room I guess.I had no idea where to sit, so I choose the big plush chair closest to the desk and sat down. I looked around and there were pictures of porn movies all over the walls. (They were the covers I think.) It wasn't long. I realize now that she is a ghost and I feel pity for her. I tear my eyes away, tears threatening my edges before I am promptly returned back to the present. I am at a loss for words. All of those innocent people dead, and for what reason I do not know. I have to choke back some vomit before I notice she is staring at me expectantly. I inquire, "Why are you here and they aren't?" She looks at me with such sorrow that it snaps one of my heart strings and I can't but feel sorry for her. "They've.