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  • Under the pre-nup Lori was unable to get her hands on my business under any circumstances—death, divorce, or double penetration even if I mysteriously disappeared. Thanks, Dad—that was a great idea. I watched Marge disappear through the barn’s door. Her final words were, “It will get just cold enough tonight to make you very uncomfortable and I’m sure the insects will eat you alive. I’ll break you easily. You’re even softer than I had thought. Sleep well, slave.” Then she cackled again, her laugh reminding me of Margaret Hamilton as the Wicked Witch of the West in “The Wizard of Oz.” There was no pad in the cage and the space was really tight so I was lying on the hard steel bars no matter how I tried to position myself. I finally found a minimally uncomfortable position on my right side. Even then I had to be careful not to press my back against the bars on the side. I did that several times in my shallow sleep, waking me immediately. The flies and mosquitoes feasted on my raw back and butt all night. That first day set the pattern for the next four days. Marge would show up mid morning and whip me for two to three hours than leave me hanging while she went to lunch. I was fed her scraps and I always ate everything she gave me and drank all of the water. After lunch she would whip me again for hours before my vinegar bath and locking me away for the night. Then, on the fifth day she introduced something new—what she called “dildo training.” She forced a big rubber dildo into my mouth, shocking my balls repeatedly when I either refused or showed reluctance, which was every time. Either my body was growing accustomed to the shocks or the battery was running down, but I felt the shocks much less than I had that first morning when Lori had surprised me. Truthfully, I barely felt the whipping after the third day. My body was numb from the thousands of welts the whip had caused. I could understand how a normal man who experienced a normal range of pain could be destroyed by this treatment, but I was even more stubborn mix then than I had been when this torture had begun. Then on the eighth day there was another change. I had moved my bowels and emptied my bladder every night whether I wanted to or not. My lower body reeked from the coating of shit and my upper DP Porn body stunk from sweat. I don't know why I did. His hands moved around her waist and down onto the curves of her ass. Then he aims right at her bullseye and puts his head against it. Only mortals can change those they are melded with.” Greed shook her head, as though trying to convince herself. "I didn't do anything but cooperate with double penetration him. ‘Patience.’ More like teasing me. I touched her, she puffed air into my lungs then pulled away “You better get away, we can’t do stuff, not with them awake.” Still had a few more introductions to make. Harry asked her if she was all right after that little fall. I had gotten it at the store with Momo, but it had been a challenge to keep her from giving into temptation and pigging out in the middle of the store. I would do anything for her. He held it and looped his other arm around her lower back. As I came down from my orgasmic high, I broke my kiss with Mommy and moaned, “I DP Porn want to name my daughter Vanessa!” Both girls moaned obnoxiously. So long as it was with my sexy, older futa-sister, I could do anything. I felt her floppy ears brushing my stomach. “If I go, will you go with me?” I asked Shell on our drive back to our dorm. I grinned as Zoey arched her eyebrows at me as I led her to this small alcove outside our college. Well I thought that was the mix plan anyway. My eyes started to well up. I thought.
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