The last page of her story had a series of pictures of her leaving the mansion on her boyfriend's arm, smiling and glowing like a recent Miss America winner.The last page of her story had a series of pictures of her leaving the mansion on her boyfriend's arm, smiling and glowing like a recent Miss America winner. The next pictorial concerned a woman named "Lisa". She came to the clinic at the behest of her husband. She had a self-admitted aversion to oral sex of any kind, and turned to this place in desperation. "She came willingly?" mused Jessica. "I can't picture that at all...". But picture that she did, as she slowly turned the pages. There was Lisa, on her knees, facing a line of a dozen naked men, each erect and pointing their members at the young red-head. There was a close-up of Lisa's lips stretched obscenely around the erect shaft of a penis, her eyes closed in concentration, her unseen tongue wrapped around the glans. There were scenes of Lisa on her back, her head hanging down off a bed, with a young man brutally fucking his cock into her mouth and down her throat. There were pictures of Lisa at a party, naked among all other guests, holding a clear goblet of milky liquid that Jessica guessed was sperm. Her face and breasts where spotted with white dots and lines, as were her hands and wrists. A small note appeared beneath one picture - "Lisa was gifted with over 40 ejaculations at this cocktail party". Page after page of glossy color photos of the young woman decorated the book, her face in turn decorated with the emissions of dozens of men. Jessica paged through the book in rapt fascination, her fingers continuing to idly thrum her cunt lips and clitoris. She felt her passion rising, but for some reason could not approach the peak she desired. Then she realized that her conditioning was starting to take effect - she gulped in the realization that what she really wanted to do was suck on a large, firm penis. She closed the book with a slam and heaved herself on the bed in disgust, face down, sobbing. Just then the door to her room opened and her tormenter Eva and the young girl Pam walked in. They were wearing identical outfits - thigh high black leather boots with five-inch stiletto heels, silver-studded leather miniskirts around their waists, and black leather bras. |