Separated

Emma walked over to Florence and clamped a damp rag over Florence's face, and Florence soon passed out.

Florence awoke later. There was a super-tight mask on her head, and she could barely breath. Her arms were bound together behind her painfully and tightly, and she was naked save a skimpy pair of panties.

"Ah, you're awake."

Florence recognized Emma's voice.

"MMMMMMM!"

"Save your breath, slut," said Emma.

The anal plug in Florence's anus sprang to life, sending another mild shock and sexually stimulating her. She squealed.

"Now that you are awake, I'm going to let you choose Selena's punishment, but first...."

Florence felt something slimy crawl over her foot then grow longer and slide up and around her leg. It was like a slimy tongue or tentacle that kept growing and working it's way up her leg then past the panties and into her pussy, causing Florence to squeal again. Another slimy tendril slid up and around her other leg until it started to caress one of Florence's nipples. She could not see anything.