Then the room, the man with the snake eyes and hard hands came back in a rush. She started to sob quietly, muffling the sounds in the pillow as best she could. Sam had pierced her silk panties with the tip of something sharp. She felt the brush of steel for a moment, the side of a blade. The silk opened to the razor sharpness. She felt the tension of the silk as it parted back to expose her cunt. He was opening the crotchpiece of her underwear with a knife.

The tiny snap of a switch, the buzz of something made Marcia's slender body go rigid. She tried to turn, but Sam pushed her shoulder and forced her face down again.

"I got a nice surprise for you, honey. This always works as an ice breaker." Another snapped switch, more buzz. "Two work even better than one."

Marcia knew that the tickles at the cheeks of her ass were vibrators. Those bullet-shaped things she saw for sale as cosmetic aids in department stores. Sam had two of them. He was rubbing the tickling tips over the round swells of her ass. He was working them up and down, pushing a dildo into her asshole. Instinctively she pinched her cheeks together.

Sam laughed. He was moving the other dildo down between her thighs, very close to her cunt. Again Marcia tried to roll off of her stomach, but Sam had forced her legs apart and was holding them down with his own as he bent down to her ass with the quivering vibrator… slipping it now against the outer lips of her cunt.

She felt the slickened membranes of her pussy part slightly around the pressure of the bullet. The plastic grew slick instantly from the hot cunt-juice. If only she could stop the cunt-juice from seeping out.

"Like that, Marcia?"

She tugged at the silk around her wrists. It didn't loosen. The bullet was being pushed up and down the outer edges of her pussy. She was panting hard, fighting off the excitement.

"Ohhh… please let me go home!" She let herself cry completely, let the sobs buck her stomach hard. "Ohhh nooo… don't do that!"