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Story title : Journey into Degradation - Part 4 of 7

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Journey into Degradation
by In2thissht

Part Four


Warning to the Reader!

This piece of fiction contains sexually explicit imagery 
including MF, M+F, FF, F+F, Forced Sex, S&M, Interracial 
and Bestiality. I think that covers the perversions 
herein.


For the next week, I went through hell! My emotions were 
all over the spectrum. Every time I looked in my 
husband's eyes, my guilt would surface. I was locked in a 
mental battle with myself every night when he came home. 
The kids were my only saving grace. Their normalcy was my 
lifeline to sanity. As the beginning of week two rolled 
around, Ray announced he had another business trip to the 
East Coast. The meeting was set for next Monday and his 
boss wanted Ray fresh so he was flying on Saturday. I 
chuckled to myself thinking that fate must be in control 
of my torture. Like clockwork, Tuesday morning Ken called 
to insure his 'cum loving slut' was available for his 
poker party at the Country Club.


"Ken, have you taken leave of your senses? The Country 
Club is the worse fucking place to throw a sex party!"

"Relax Jill. The guys that will be there are business 
associates. Oh, of course Bill will be there."

Fear swelled into my throat. "Oh, Ken I don't like this 
one bit."

"Look, meet me for lunch tomorrow and I will explain all 
the details to you. Ok?"

"Alright! Where do you want to meet?"

"How about Dominic's on 2nd Avenue?"

"Well aren't we the fancy one? I've only read about 
Dominic's and it has an excellent reputation."

"Only the finest for my little sex slave. I understand 
professional models will be showing gowns from Charlene's 
during lunch. We have reservations for noon."

"I love the idea. It sounds so decedent. Of course, I'll 
be there.

I took all morning preparing myself for meeting Ken. I 
treated myself to a soothing bubble bath. I made sure 
that my makeup was impeccable. I selected a summer dress 
that was very stylish. Of course, it was light, breezy 
and very sexy. When backlit you could see right thru the 
material. I chose to wear a bra with the area around the 
areola and nipple cut out. I blushed at selecting to wear 
my new 'butt floss' bikini panties purchased thru mail 
order. I decided not to wear nylons and then topped the 
ensemble with high-heeled sandals that laced up my legs. 
One check in the mirror and I knew I looked hot.

As I drove to the restaurant, my pussy would not stop 
juicing. 'Jill, you little slut, you are about to receive 
your just due', the little voice in my head said. I was 
squirming in my car seat so much that I lifted the back 
of my dress up to keep it from wrinkling. In addition, I 
wanted to prevent my pussy from leaking all over staining 
the fabric. I arrived at Dominic's a few minutes early 
but I did not see Ken's Jaguar. The young valet opened my 
door and stood aside as I stepped out. It was then that I 
remembered my dress. My bare ass was in full view of this 
young man. His smile told me that he was indeed pleased 
by the spectacle. I straightened my dress, pirouetted and 
asked over my shoulder, "How do I look?"

The young man stammered a bit but finally blurted out, 
"Bitchin'!"

"I'll take that as a compliment young man."

I put on my best little swing as I walked into the 
restaurant. I proceeded to the bar where several men sat 
sipping drinks. I decided to sit at the very end of the 
bar so that each man could check me out. Every eye 
followed my sashaying ass. I was quite pleased with 
myself. I sat down and ordered a dry martini. The drink 
had just arrived when Ken walked into the bar. He took 
one look at me and whistled his approval. He bent over 
and gave my cheek a kiss. I was very pleased by this 
simple act of a gentleman. As his sex slave, I was not 
sure what greeting to expect so you can see where this 
was appreciated.

"Why don't we move to the dinning room and have lunch." 
Ken took my hand and led me to the Maitre'd.

"Mr. Giovanni, it is so good to see again. Please follow 
me to your usual table?"

I was stunned by the familiarity the Maitre'd showed. 
"Ken, do you come here that often to command this kind of 
recognition?"

"Yes, quite often. My clients and I prefer the food and 
atmosphere at this restaurant. I think you will enjoy 
lunch."

Walking to our booth, I noticed that I was one of only a 
handful of women in attendance. Once seated in a plush 
and very comfortable booth, I relaxed. My martini 
magically appeared as well as a drink for Ken. Ken 
ordered our lunch without looking at a menu and the 
waiter hurried away. I was about to ask Ken about the 
'party' when a lovely blond woman stopped in front of our 
table and modeled a stunning dress that was both sexy and 
beautiful. I was taken aback slightly because it was very 
apparent that the model was not wearing a bra. The 
material clung to her swaying breast and her large erect 
nipples were clearly visible. The model never said a 
word. She only smiled, twirled around, stood briefly for 
our appraisal then moved on. Eight or nine equally 
beautiful ladies repeated this spectacle at 10 or 15-
minute intervals. Each wore elegant evening or bedroom 
attire. Each displayed professionalism as she modeled the 
clothing. Each appeared unaffected by their near 
nakedness in a room full of lusty men. I was envious of 
their beauty, youth and self-assuredness.

A very beautiful woman approached our table. She was 
dressed in business attire that looked quite expensive. 
She appeared to be 30-ish in age.

"Good afternoon. I am Charlene. Does the lady find my 
fine gowns to her liking?"

"Oh, yes. They are very stunning and beautiful. The 
models are charming and your designs only enhance their 
beauty."

"Your compliments go to my heart. I appreciate your 
kindness my dear. Ken, why not bring this lovely creature 
to my shop after lunch. I will personally find something 
wonderful that will accent her obvious charms."

It was at this point that I noticed her gaze was fixed on 
my nipples as she drew out the word 'charms.' I was 
embarrassed by her forwardness and I blushed openly.

"Oh my! I have embarrassed you my dear. That is so 
charming. Ken, I am quite taken with your lady friend."

She reached across the table and briefly touched the back 
of my hand. An electric shock jolted my very being. 
Charlene was openly making a pass at me. What was even 
more amazing to me is that the quivering in my pussy told 
me that I was responding to her flirting. My mind was 
confused from the way my body responded. This situation 
never before occurred in my life. Sure, back in college 
my roomy and I kissed and 'checked out' each other's 
naked bodies when we showered, but this was a woman 
coming on to me for real.

"Charlene, this is Jill, a very dear friend. I think you 
have an excellent idea, Charlene. What time do you and 
your models finish here at the restaurant?"

"We will be finished by the time you are done eating," 
Charlene replied.

Ken looked at me and asked, "Since we need a dress for 
the 'party' on Saturday, I think Charlene could be of 
assistance. Do you want to drop by?"

"Oh Kenny, I would love to."

Charlene again took my hand holding it with both of her 
delicate hands. "It has been a pleasure meeting you my 
dear. I look forward to seeing all of you later."

Again, my pussy reacted to her words. The way she 
emphasized the word 'all' left an implication hanging in 
the air. I waited for Charlene to turn and walk away 
before asking Ken, "Was she hitting on me?"

Ken smiled, "Yes, my dear, I believe she was."

I playfully punched Ken in the ribs. I knew Ken was 
teasing my with his use of 'my dear' drawn out just as 
Charlene had done.

"Stop teasing. I have never had a woman flirt with me 
before."

"Did you find it exciting Jill?"

I leaned into Ken and whispered, "My pussy is so wet! I 
am not sure that I understand why but yes, I am excited 
by her advances."

A parade of waiters presented our meal. First, we enjoyed 
an antipasto that was divine. The waiters whisked empty 
plates and used utensils from the table as by magic. My 
glass of Chardonnay was never empty, yet I never noticed 
it refilled. The antipasto disappeared and a bowl of soup 
arrived. The soup was a delicate chicken broth where two 
pillows of pasta floating in the liquid. I discovered 
that a delicious mixture of cheese filled the pasta. Our 
entr‚e followed. Ken had selected thinly slice veal and 
porcini mushrooms in a heavenly cream sauce. It was to 
die for. The meal was finished superbly with the arrival 
of a medley of fresh fruit accompanied by a selection of 
imported dessert cheeses. I had never eaten a better meal 
in my entire life.

I cooed in Ken's ear, "Thank you Ken, this was all very 
delicious. I feel like I have gained ten pounds. I could 
not indulge this richly on a regular basis. How do you 
keep so fit and trim?"

"I fuck beautiful women."

"I'll take that as a compliment" I responded. Ken no 
longer surprised me with his bawdy language. I added a 
little giggle to flatter his ego. A very handsome older 
gentleman approached the table and greeted Ken warmly.

"Kenny my boy, how was the meal?"

"It was great as always. Dominic, I would like to 
introduce you to a very dear friend of mine. Jill, this 
is our host and the owner of this dinning establishment."

Dominic placed my hand in his gigantic paw and brought it 
to his lips. A light kiss and my pussy started leaking 
again. I cannot explain why my body was responding to 
every innocent touch. I only knew I was enjoying being 
the center of attention.

"It is a great pleasure to meet such a pretty lady. Jill, 
I hope my humble restaurant has met with your approval?"
"I, too, am pleased to meet such a handsome man. Your 
restaurant deserves its excellent reputation. The meal 
and the service that your staff provided were impeccable. 
I have been treated as royalty. I thank you for making my 
day so bright and wonderful."

Dominic actually blushed a little. He released my hand 
and slide into the seat next to me. I could smell 
delightful fragrances emanating from the man. I detected 
smells of the kitchen and a hint of a spicy after-shave. 
My pussy went into overdrive. I was convinced that I am 
indeed a sex-starved slut. I wanted to fuck this handsome 
man so bad I almost asked Ken for permission. I was very 
disappointed when Ken announced that we had an 
appointment with Charlene.

"Would you mind if I tagged along?" Dominic asked. "I 
missed the modeling show and a chance to see you wearing 
Charlene's designs is a treat that I simply cannot pass 
up."

My heart began to pound in my chest. "Oh, please Ken. It 
would be so exciting to model for the two of you."

Ken's evil smile appeared. I knew immediately that there 
was more in store for me at Charlene's than modeling some 
clothing.

We drove over to Charlene's in Dominic's chauffeured 
Rolls Royce. Riding in this fine car reminded me of an 
old joke I had once heard. 'What does Cher and a Rolls 
Royce have in common?' 'Most young men have never been 
inside a Rolls.' I feared I was I going to be the next 
joke of the town.

Charlene owned a small boutique in the upscale West End 
of town. We parked in a reserved parking stall at the 
rear of the shop. The two gentlemen lead me into this den 
of iniquity. A beautiful blond clad in a delicate silk 
slip and high heels greeted us at the rear entrance. I 
recognized her as one of the women that had modeled at 
the restaurant. She kissed each of us and ushered us into 
a cozy room furnished with a several large overstuffed 
chairs, matching ottomans, end tables and what appeared 
to be a small bar in the corner. The chairs flanked a 
runway that projected into the center of the room from a 
small raised stage. A curtain blocking viewing beyond the 
stage. The overhead lighting system bathed the stage with 
soft ever change colors. A hidden sound system supplied 
dreamy hypnotic music. 

I felt relaxed by the atmosphere this room created. The 
curtain covering a portion of the stage opened and 
Charlene made her entrance. She was wearing a dress that 
looked straight out of the 1920s. Not a dress the 
flappers wore but an elegant dress worn for a night on 
the town. The dress was silky, sexy and very 'bedroomy'. 
Charlene was flaked by two huge puddles. They were very 
handsome males standing waist high to Charlene.

"I am very pleased to see everyone. Dominic it is always 
is a pleasure when you visit my shop. Jolene, will you 
please show Jill to the dressing area."

The blond took my elbow and led me backstage where 
another gorgeous woman greeted us. Jolene introduced her 
as Gabriella. Gabriella was the tall elegant model from 
the show. She was clad in just a bra and panty sleep set. 
Her nipples were erect and clearly visible thru the 
fabric. The lips of Gabriella's pussy clutched the 
material of the panties she wore. My escorts led me to a 
small raised dressing platform and they began to remove 
my clothing. When I was stripped to my bra and thong, 
both took a step back to admire my body. I turned slowly 
so they could see from every angle. I thought they were 
trying to determine what would look best on me. 

The tall brunette approached and without a word captured 
my right nipple with her lips. She sucked my nipple 
briefly then released it and moved on to the left nipple. 
She then removed my bra and began to knead my breasts 
gently. I moaned my approval. Both women looked at each 
other and smiled knowingly. The brunette retreated and 
the blond approached. It was my turn to smile.

Jolene hooked her thumbs in my thong and slowly peeled 
them down my legs. As the material slid move along my 
skin so did Jolene's lips. When her face was in line with 
my pussy, I could hear her inhaling my fragrance. My eyes 
closed as a moan escaped my lips. Gabriella moved behind 
me and caressed my cunt lips. I opened my legs slightly 
to allow her greater access. Her fingers dip inside my 
vaginal opening. My moans were growing louder. Gabriella 
removed her fingers and I heard her sucking the juice 
from them.

"Later," was all that Jolene said and my sexual 
pleasuring ceased.

Wonderful gowns, hung on a rack were wheeled before me. 
Assisted by my new 'friends', each carefully selected 
gown was draped on my body. Then I was ushered to the 
stage. I danced and whirled to the music and lights. The 
gowns were all very clingy and sans undergarments, my 
'charms' were plainly visible to my audience. Charlene, 
standing at a podium near the stage, announced each gown 
as if she were conducting a professional modeling show. 

The only difference was that Charlene took every 
advantage to touch me sexually each time I returned to 
the stage. The two models backstage likewise took every 
opportunity to tease my body. I had become the little sex 
slave fantasy of my youth.

Jolene offered me a glass of champagne that I gratefully 
accepted. Gabriella selected the last gown from the rack. 
It was the most stunning yet. It was a replica of a silk 
gown worn by a movie starlet from the 1940s. The backless 
dress feel in layers angled from my right thigh to my 
left ankle. The right side of the gown stopped just at 
mid thigh and the left drew to a point at about my ankle. 

The bodice hugged every curve. A delicate strap tied 
behind my neck held the material covering my breasts in 
place. My breast easily could be lifted from the dress 
without untying the strap. It was magnificently daring. I 
strutted onto the stag feeling like a movie queen. Ken 
and Dominic applauded loudly and Charlene simply walked 
to my side and kissed my cheek.

"This gown is made for you. I have never seen anything 
worn as regally by any professional before. My dear Jill, 
this is my present to you."

I was lost for words. "Thank you, Charlene, but I cannot 
accept such an elegant gift."

"Then accept it for the entertainment you are about to 
provide," was her response.

My eyes widened. What entertainment was I about to 
provide? My answer was forth coming. Charlene moved her 
hand along the bare skin of my rib cage and gently held 
my breast. She bared my breast and bent to nip and suck 
my nipple. I turned to Jell-O. I closed my eyes and felt 
two additional soft sets of hands removing the gown and 
my sandals. I stood naked before all. My unseen lover 
rubbed my pussy from behind and my lips parted. A tongue 
was finding its way into my mouth. Someone pulled, sucked 
and bit my exposed nipples. Every sexual fiber of my body 
was burning with desire for release. I refused to open my 
eyes for fear the pleasuring would stop. 

One of my sweet torturers placed a silken blindfold over 
my eyes. Another tied my arms behind my back with a silk 
scarf. Led to center stage, the women gently coerced me 
to kneel on a large cushioned device. My thighs were 
spread open as wide as the muscle would permit. They 
butted my legs against, then secured them to generously 
cushioned curved posts. Gently my torso was bent forward 
over a padded bar. I was comfortable and completely 
available to whatever perversion awaited me. Someone 
constantly brushed body with a feathered device. My pussy 
was open, wet and willing. Juices ran down my open 
thighs, tickling my skin as the rivulets made their way 
to the floor.

"She is fucking beautiful," Dominic's voiced boom from 
beside me.

A female tongue was playing with my cuntal lips. Whoever 
this lover was, she was an expert at eating pussy. I 
moaned my way to the pinnacle of ecstasy. My orgasm was 
almost upon me. The sound of my lover's voices drifted 
thru my brain. The pleasure and torture were delicious.

"Please make me cum," I implored.

"Yes, my dear. My pets intend to make you cum and cum and 
cum." Charlene's voice whispered into my ear.

"Mount," Jolene's voice commanded.

The single word command did not register immediately with 
me. The familiar weight of an animal brought its reality 
to the fore. So, this was to be their entertainment for 
the afternoon. The puddles would soon be taking their 
pleasure deep inside my cunt. I heard Jolene say, "Here 
baby let me help you put that big cock into this little 
doggy slut."

I felt Jolene's soft hand guide the pointed cock to the 
entrance of my cunt. She rubbed it up and down my lips. 
The creature whimpered and began to trust at my opening. 
Jolene released the cock and the dog jammed himself balls 
deep into my body. My pussy was so wet that I easily 
accommodated the thick hard dog cock. Like a fuck-
machine, the animal pounded his cock into me. Secured as 
I was, I could only enjoy the ride. On and on the fucking 
continued. My orgasm began to rise from the depths of my 
soul. I felt myself go over to the edge of the sexual 
abyss. I screamed my joy for all to hear. The growing 
bulge at my cunt lips told me that my canine lover was 
about to please me even more. His knot slipped inside my 
pussy lips and wedged itself deep in my vagina. The 
sheath tickled and pricked at my clitoris in a maddening 
dance of pleasure. Another orgasm swept over my straining 
body and again I yelled my pleasure aloud.


I could hear the sounds of people having sex all around 
me. Naked flesh slapping wetly together as their bodies 
collided. Moans and groans were the music the room held 
now. I was pleased that the entertainment was so enticing 
that everyone had joined in. Again, my body rushed 
towards another climax as my lover began to squirt his 
hot liquid love juice inside me.

"Fuck me, fuck me with your big dog cock. Squirt your hot 
cum deep into my cunt," I wailed. "I'm cumming again!"

Each pulse of cum fired my climax. In finality, I slumped 
over my cushioned prison allowing my restraints to hold 
me in position. My dog lover pulled at my pussy to 
release his cock. He was stuck. I felt his leg slide over 
my back and we were positioned butt to butt. He again 
began to strain to release the engorged piece of dog meat 
held firmly by my cunt.

"Oh no you don't big boy. Your cock is going to stay 
right where it is needed."

I clenched my muscles firmly down on his cock and held 
him in place. I ground my cunt lips against his sheath 
dragging my pleasure from him. I kept his cock firm 
lodged inside my pussy until I felt his cock begin to 
shrink within me. Then I release him. Dog cum and pussy 
juice squirted from my body to the amusement of my hosts.

"Gabriella, I think our guest needs a cleaning." 
Charlene's voice commanded.

The next wonderful sensation I felt was Gabriella's 
tongue bathing my ass cheeks, my pussy lips and my 
thighs. This 'bath' had a profound effect on me. I came 
with a whimper. I was sexually near the end of my 
endurance. The excitement of today's activities starting 
with this morning preparing myself for my luncheon date 
to present had left me near exhaustion.

My hosts though, were not done with their perversion yet. 
As I lay gathering my strength Charlene commanded, 
"Jolene, go get Goliath."

I was not prepared for what happened next. Jolene 
retrieved Goliath and Gabriella began to lubricate my 
anal opening.
"No please no. Don't let the dog fuck me in the ass," I 
pleaded.

Ken slapped my ass hard and said, "Shut up slave, take it 
in the ass because it pleasures me to see you fucked in 
that tiny orifice."

My response was, "Yes, my master. If it pleases you to 
entertain your friends this way, I wish it also."

I resigned myself to suffer this humiliation and pain. 
What could I do?

"Mount!"

The command given once more. I soon found out why Goliath 
was his given name. His cock was immense. Shocked by the 
size of meat hang down below the dog's belly, Dominic 
spoke to Ken.

"Are you sure you want him to fuck her up the ass?"

Ken hesitated then replied; "Her ass needs to be 
stretched anyway and I want to see her take this monster 
into her ass."

The gigantic cock was placed at my anal opening and I 
tried desperately to relax the muscles at the entrance of 
my asshole. The tip entered my ass easily but what 
followed was the most painful experience of my life. I 
remember childbirth being a breeze compared to the 
burning ripping assault that ensued. I screamed for 
mercy. I screamed in agony. The cock forcibly pushed 
itself deeper into my anal cavity. I can best liken this 
assault to shoving sandpaper up your asshole followed 
with a dash a salt for truly searing pain. Tears and 
insults flew from me in the storm called anger. If I 
could have rented myself free, I would lash out at 
everyone for their cruelty. These fucking people were 
using me for their own sick pleasure.

On and on the assault inside my ass continued. Goliath's 
knot began to expand inside my anus. I steeled myself to 
endure. Fortunately for me, the knot forced Goliath to 
slow his fucking motion considerably. I guess the tie was 
too tight for movement. Soon his cock began its vibrating 
dance of ejaculation. Squirt after squirt of dog cum was 
injected into my anal tube. The cum only fueled the fire 
that was my pain. Then it was over. I was so tired and 
racked with pain that I knew I could not hold Goliath's 
cock inside me.

"Jolene, please hold Goliath in place," I implored. "I am 
afraid that he will rip me open if you don't help me."

"Of course, baby," Jolene said in a soothing voice.

She took a firm grip on his collar, then commanded, 
"Stay."

Goliath stood there with his cock locked deep in my ass. 
He pumped what must have been a gallon of cum into me. 
Finally, his cock softened and slipped from my body. 
Jolene and Gabriella untied my arms and removed blindfold 
from my eyes. As Ken and Dominic helped me to my feet a 
stream of dog cum gushed from both sex holes. I tried to 
walk but required assistance to reach the bathroom. My 
pussy and asshole farted and bubbled juice along the way. 
I was too fucking tired to be embarrassed. 

The fluid ran down my legs leaving a slimy trail. I 
stopped when a rather loud cum-fart was expelled from my 
backdoor. A fresh flow of juice issued forth. I looked 
between my weak legs to see blood mixed with the soiled 
white froth.

I raised my gaze to Ken's eyes and locked him with my 
stare. "You fucking bastard! If that dog has ruined me 
I'll shove my fist up your ass and rip out your heart."

Ken released my arm, turned and slapped my face so hard 
that Dominic's lost his grip and I crashed to the floor.

"Don't you ever talk to me like that you dog fucking 
whore! Do you fucking hear me! I will mate you to 
whatever I wish. Is that perfectly fucking clear?"

I was so angry that I could not cry. I glared up at Ken 
with all the malice I could muster.

"YES, MASTER!" I spat out. "I LIVE TO SERVE FOR YOUR 
FUCKING PLEASURE!"

"Get your worthless ass cleaned up. I need to get you 
home to your family," Ken roared. "Remember, you need to 
start preparing for the party on Saturday." Quietly I 
thought 'Oh hurrah the 'party' on Saturday. Let us not 
forget the fucking 'party' on Saturday.' I only hoped I 
would not bleed to death in this fucking boutique. I 
prayed I would be alive tomorrow. 

Dominic and the girls stared at Ken as if they were in 
shock. As I crawled into the bathroom Dominic grabbed 
Ken's arm and blocked any advance on my prostrated body.

Dominic raised his voice at Ken. "Ken, get a fucking grip 
on yourself." Dominic demanded. "I will not tolerate this 
conduct. My god man, that woman may in fact be your sex 
toy but do not ever let me see you hit her again. Is that 
perfectly clear?"

Ken regained control but he appeared visibly shaken by 
Dominic's intervention. Ken stormed off saying, "Fuck 
that dog sucking cunt!"

Jolene tried to sooth me with soft words; "It will be ok 
darling. I went thru it myself. Thought that the big 
fucker was going to turn my asshole inside out. Bend over 
here let me take a gander at the ol' poopchute. Boy, he 
sure stretched the fuck out of that hole."

"Thanks, just what I needed to hear. Truly, how bad is 
it?"

"Jill old girl, you will live to buttfuck another day," 
she replied.

I mustered a little strength to laugh a bit. Jolene 
reached into a cabinet and retrieved two bottles with 
long nozzles attached to the end.

"Relax, I am going to squirt this shit up your ass. It 
will sooth the fire up there and it'll begin the healing 
process of your battered ass tube."

Gently she pushed the tube into my hole and squeezed the 
bottle. The liquid squirted deep inside of me. I felt it 
flooding my insides. Instantly the bathing liquid 
provided a cooling and soothing feeling.

"Sit down honey and let that junk out of you."

I gave and the toilet received. Jolene let me rest a bit 
rubbing my forehead with a cool cloth.
"Ok, one more squirt."

I stood up on weak legs and bent forward allowing Jolene 
to insert the tube of the second bottle. The liquid was 
working its magic. I was definitely feeling better. I 
knew I could not have another dick fuck my ass any time 
soon but I definitely was felling better. Next Jolene 
retrieved a box of Preparation-H from the cabinet. She 
inserted 4 or 5 sticks of the medicine up my ass.

"These will tighten you up a little. Also, if your are 
bleeding it will stem the flow and let you heal. Do not 
shit for a couple of hours. Then douche your ass again 
with these."

She handed me a couple of fresh bottles to cleanse myself 
on Saturday morning. 'Oh yes,' I thought, 'I must be 
kissing sweet on Saturday.

Continued in part 5...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.  Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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