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"To make sure you do what we want you to, we're going to control you with this nice little collar." Hannah held up a black collar, set with a ruby heart pendant. "We can control your sexual desires with this. If you do what we say, you'll be normal. If you go against our wishes, we'll let the drug take over your system, and then you'll become a raving nymphomaniac." She put the collar around Melissa's neck. "Do you understand, my pet?"

"Yes, I understand" Melissa answered.

"I think we should give it a test run first before sending you home." Hannah held up a small remote, and pushed a button.

Melissa suddenly began to feel warm all over, and her senses tingled. She could feel herself growing moist between her legs. She looked up into Hannah's eyes."Fuck me, Hannah. Please fuck me. I need you."

How about if mother and I both fuck you?" asked Hannah with a sly, sadistic smile.

"YESSSS!" moaned Melissa. The drug's influence was taking her over.

"You're nice and horny, aren't you, my little fuck muffin?" Hannah taunted and teased her.

"YESSSSS!" Melissa moaned again as she squirmed in her chair, trying to find release.

Hannah looked up at her mother. "You want to fuck her before we turn her loose? It might really give her an incentive to obey us."

"Let's warm her up first with 'Sir Fucks A Lot'" said Nicole.

"I love the way you think mother." An evil smile permeated Hannah's face. "Be right back. Why don't you continue playing with her breasts a while?"

"Oh I've got an even better Idea for them!" Nicole said. "Those big titties of hers will give us lots of milk, one of the primary ingredients we need for our next drug. I'm going to give her a milk inducer, then we can hook her up to 'Old Bessie' while 'Sir Fucks A Lot' does his job."

Hannah laughed wickedly. "Why not give the bitch an enema, and fuck her up the ass at the same time with 'Sir Fuck A Lot's' anal attachment?"

"You're as devious as I am" said Nicole. "I love you so much." She walked over to Hannah and embraced her. "But let's torture her a bit more first, shall we?"

"What do you have in mind?" asked Hannah.

"We can force her to watch us make love. She won't be able to withstand not being a part of it. But first, let's get the machinery set up. We'll put 'Sir Fucks A Lot' right between her legs, just out of reach of her dripping cunt. You go get that, and I'll get 'Old Bessie'."

The two women went off to retrieve what they knew would be Melissa's downfall for sure. After a round with those machines, she would be eating out of their hands.

Meanwhile Melissa still squirmed in her seat, longing for release. "You said you'd fuck me! Where are you?" She kept wriggling and squirming, and the straps that held her down were beginning to loosen.

 

Does Melissa escape? Does she even want to?


          Setting up the machines

 
 
 

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