Bad dreams

Betty Cooper shook her head. She had been asleep and dreaming - dreaming horrible, terrible dreams - dreams of wild teenage sex, of Veronica giving her to Mister Lodge, her father, of Mister Lodge **** her - taking her virgin pussy and then forcing his horrible cock into her too tight ass. Betty groaned thinking of how Veronica had **** her pussy down on Betty's face and had **** her to lick pussy. But it was all a dream.

Betty tried to move - to get up. She couldn't. She opened her eyes. She was in a basement - no, it was some kind of dungeon. She was strapped down onto a hard wooden table. She was naked. Something - something hard and thick was filling her pussy and ass. Her mouth was plugged with a hard rubber ball that was held tight with a strap that circled her head.

This was no dream. She was being held captive. Betty shuttered. She realized that she was in for more and more torment.

"So, you are awake!" The voice was calm and terrible. "Now we can have some fun!"