Relaxing, mostly.

We slept there the rest of the night, and I woke up late. It was almost midday. As I climbed out of bed, the pain came back, but also I noticed my cunt had that fresh fucked feeling, and I was dripping cum.

I moved through the house till I found Mark and Donald. "Morning," I said groggily.

Mark laughed at my obvious discomfort. "You like feeling this way?" he asked. I nodded before finding a seat. I could hardly stand. "Hope you don't mind, but Donald and I took another turn while you were out."

"Not at all," I said. "Could I get a coffee?" Donald smiled and nodded. "God, everything hurts so nicely," I said.

Mark laughed, "So, next weekend, we give you some more of that shit that makes the pain feel like pleasure and let the ants have a munch?"

I moaned, "For a start," I said. "Mark, how much further do you want to go?"

He shrugged, "As far as you like. I know you have no limits in your fantasies, but I think you do in real life."

I moaned at his words. He was right; for the last couple of weeks, I had been having dreams of getting fucked up in so many different ways. Donald came back with a cup of black coffee. "Mark was telling me about some of your dreams," he said. "Don't think I really want to put your eye out and skull fuck you, but it's a nice kinky thought."

I looked at Mark. "What? We had to do something for a couple of hours. When you are ready, we can head home. I think you will need to relax for a few days."

I laughed at that. "I don't think I'm going to be up to much the next week, but I want to try out that squid and the scorpion venom."

Donald smiled, "Take it easy; you should be fit and healthy for next week. My ants need a good feed."

I moaned again. "I can't believe I am so turned on by the idea of being fed to your ants," I said. "You think you can set it up so I can get fucked while they feed?"

Donald nodded. "I've set up a little tank. It has some rubber to stop the ants from escaping. Your head and your crotch will be outside the container so that they will feed on your tits and stomach. Mark and I can fuck you and face fuck you to our heart's desire."

"Donald, thank you," I said.

After finishing the coffee, Mark and I dressed and took our things home. The Uber driver wasn't happy taking us only a few blocks, but I couldn't walk that far.

I quickly curled up in bed. "Mark, I'm probably not going to be up to much for a few days, but if you get horny, please feel free to fuck me whenever."

He smiled, "You sleep. I'll bring you some food in a couple of hours."

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