Into her thoughts...into her very sould, Julie knew that those last few hours would haunt her forever. She had no idea as to what plans they had for her; were they going to turn her into a cum-loving whore? would Mistress keep her threat and bring her female friends to use and abuse her? Julie's mind whirled around with all these thought - yet she was secretly excited by the prospect. Within her confused mijnds, she tried to make sense of it all. She didn't fancy women at all, yet she had felt such excitment when she had performed on Mistrss with her tongue. She had enjoyed, too, the orgasms induced by Mistress when she hadn't had control of her own pleasures.
Julie's dreams were interrupted by the creaking of the heavy cellar door. She tried to turn around to see wha was coming in, but he couldn't. Was this going to be the start of another session of torment?
One of the men stood in front of her, holding a cup of cold water to her lips. "Drink this," he told her, "We don't want you to pass out on us...not yet!"