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So...” Her smile looked almost like a leer as she looked directly into Marcella’s eyes. “... as long as any bruises or residues look like pain play, I can do anything I want.” Her voice turned harsh again as she continued, “And since I’m a sadist, what I want... is to hear you scream in agony.” “PLATO,” Marcella yelled, “I told you I didn’t want this to happen.” “My babe informants said you talk to the PLATO,” the woman said with a sneer. “They didn’t tell me you expected it to talk back.” “Virus, PLATO,” Marcella screamed. “Virus! Virus! Virus!” “Oh,” the woman said, “You have programmed the PLATO to create a virtual world for yourself, cowgirl haven’t you? And you think your programming has gone wrong.” She stepped back and frowned slightly before saying, “We didn’t think your programming skills were that advanced. Hopefully you aren’t a painslut who programmed pain play into your virtual world. Dealing with a painslut always gets so messy... having to go beyond the pain-pleasure threshold and all of that. Also, we were hoping that we wouldn’t have to torch the car once it was set in place.” “Virus!” Marcella screamed again, “Virus! Virus! Virus!” “Your coded safeword isn’t going to help you now,” the woman said harshly. “You aren’t in your lab in some virtual world. This is the real world and the real pain is going to continue until you tell us the access codes and security protocols for remotely connecting to the PLATO.” The woman stepped back slightly and crossed her arms in front of herself. “And don’t tell me you can’t connect remotely,” she said angrily. “You were on line with the PLATO when Loraine tried to get the masturbation sample and somehow you received a striptease remote security alarm. Agents watching the facility reported that you and the doctor arrived shortly after Loraine should have attempted to enter the inner sanctum.” Under different circumstances, Marcella might have laughed at the woman calling the tank room the inner sanctum, but this was real! She just stared back Solo at the woman in shock. One of the naked women pulled a small, wheeled workstation over in front of the woman and then scampered off into the darkness. The hospital-like workstation appeared to have what looked like a small audio control board on it except that all of the wires leading out of the amplifiers led over to Marcella’s body. “Now,” the woman said busty firmly, “I want those access codes and protocols.” She reached forward and pressed something on the control board. Mild electrical shocks began at Marcella’s wrists and ankles and moved inward toward the center of her body. They weren’t pleasurable, but they weren’t quite uncomfortable. Under other circumstances, Marcella might have been able to switch them over to pleasure. “That’s setting one,” the woman said harshly. This received a soft purr and a moan. Jake felt like an electric current was running through him. She lashed out at me, and I deftly leaned back to dodge the fist that would’ve dislocated my jaw. When I opened it I found the red card that the photographer had given me at the Lio. In the background Ronja heard the ghost chuckling. Mid morning they were sitting in the lodge and Mike asked the girls. He rolled over to the side, laid down on his stomach with his erection pressed into the warm sand and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. "You have NO idea how awesome that feels," he gulped. Each time she would drop to her knees next to Master Sanders her eyes kept going to her bridesmaids. Tina really didn't want do that but if she didn't it would just prolong her agony in the lab. “That looks like fun,” said Leona with a wicked grin. She kissed him gently and said: “Now’s your time to try; I really like doing it!” Because I’d been so tired I really hadn’t had time and energy to think much about my striptease situation, about how it was with Chloe. Screams resounded off the walls as the last of the invading giant babe disappeared into his sister's ass. "I would like that," my new daughter's voice whispered with a sniffle from beneath a shroud of blond hair. She smiled at George and walked right by me. She was wearing a very short skirt and I was sure that I caught a glimpse of her bare pussy. I knelt on my twin's left our shoulders and arms rubbing together as we leaned down. Things busty began to fade and then the world went black again. ...good daddies breed their daughters... "What's up girls?" He was pounding into her hard and fast. “Whatever you bring, we’ll find a place for it at our house, so don’t worry about that……what say we go over to Maggie’s and celebrate. "This has got to be the strangest day ever. She masturbation had her Solo hair pulled back into a loose ponytail and she held an ice-cold beer in her hand. Brie didn’t recall why she had phrased it that way. Then she motioned the spear toward a path from the clearing. A sleepy smile on her face, Shannon crawled up closer to me and settled next to cowgirl me with my arm around her and her arm across my chest.