desperately although the taste was rancid and bitter. Alex took the bottle and poured some of into the funnel. "Here is something to wash down your meal with." Tina just swallowed amateur the liquid slightly salty but tasted mainly like carbonated water. Alex alternated between the bowl and bottle until both were empty. Tina swallowed desperately but she could feel her stomach filling and turning. She fought a need to retch. Whatever the meal was big cocks it didn't exactly agree with her. Alex pulled a tube down from the ceiling and taped it to the rim of the funnel. Sue had in the meantime covered the sides of the cage with a foot and half high glass panels. She fitted the corners tightly together and used a silicone sealer to ensure nothing could leak out. This would allow the bottom of the cage to be filled with any fluid up to the edge of the glass panels. Alex put a string in Tina's left hand. "Hold on to this tightly this is your drink bell. Pull the string and a bell rings. This will release about a glass of water into your funnel for you to drink. Try it." Tina pulled the string and water spurted from the tube attached to the brim of the funnel. Tina drank for some reason she was thirsty, and the water tasted nice a cool. "Looks like the indian whore is set for the day. I have we fetish forgotten anything Sue?" "Maybe she wants to know what was on the menu this morning, Mistress." "Of course. How silly of me to forget. I have a blender that I prepare all your meals in. Today mixture consisted of one-part baked beans, one-part fried onion rings, one part of Sue's shit from last night, one part horse semen and the white of one egg just to make it slide down easily. I added several vitamins etc. The water contained a salt concentrate." Tina retched, and vomit rose up her throat, but she was forced to swallow it again or suffocate. The feeder harness was devilish in it design. "Oh, I almost forgot I added some muscle relaxant drugs and a laxative. You should start feeling the effects of that in about twenty minutes." Tina retched again and sobbed. She was being totally humiliated and her neck ached badly. She was tired and felt thirsty again. foot fetish Every part of her body hurt. They few garments she wore were all wet. She was in shear hell. I foot fetish began lightly kissing her neck. He laid heavily on top of me, his chest pressing into my bruised nipples. After the kiss, I rolled off of her to give us both air. “Dave, can’t make the pool today. By the time we’ve maneuvered into position with both of us lying down, heads towards indian the opening, I’m out of breath. She had occasionally worn Western-style clothes back in Sri Lanka, big cocks but never a skirt above the knee, never a sleeve above the elbow. I rolled over and saw Mr. Bass laying beside me under the covers. “But then you crawled back into your shell; why?” I grasped her gently, and her brows furrowed, her massive organ twitching to life in my palm. "You still awake?" It melted on my mouth. There was a gorgeous, Black woman sauntering by in a maroon, sleeveless sweater. “You're going to fill the castle with sex slaves, aren't you?” I recognized the sounds as Liz getting excited. He laughed and came closer, his nose touched mine, tip to tip. But, they will manage with that, too. Zena’s agitated and very interested look and sexy smile amateur was all the prompting Carmen needed to start undoing the zip of her dress, while both fetish Zena and Ron watched, fascinated. It was all Jake could take as she came.