Despite everything or perhaps because of it Paula became fascinated with what was not only happening to herself but Philipa as well. Shit ran down legs and was seen to by girls bringing buckets of fresh warm water from the house plus towels. Somewhere, some time in all this Paula noticed Fran’s camera in operation and wanted to shrink from it. Then the wondered how much of Philipa had been captured and whether she could have copies to frig herself over later. Of course others wanting copies of her distress and shit to frig over only occurred to her much later.

�It’s over?� asked Paula through her gag once the emptying and the toweling were concluded.

�No,� said Philipa, also through a gag. �I promised to take you in and that’s what we have to do.�

Fran and Mona returned to the house to be replaced by the Amazon and Pamela. The Amazon brought along two bottles of larger and a quart of water in a plastic drum. Pamela had ultra thin tubing with her plus a sophisticated pump connected to an equally impressive calve system.

�Drink,� the Amazon told Paula as she removed the gag so the poor girl could comply. First the bottle of larger and then half a quart of water. Philipa got the same. For stomachs already sore, this was not a nice experience and they both moaned all the way through it. �Lovely,� said the Amazon. �They do sound good together,� agreed Pamela. The gag were then put back into place.

The butt plugs were then put back and the thin tubing made itself known. Paula was shocked at this newest invasion and almost wanted to piss straight away as the tube entered her piss hole. The other end of the tube she noticed was going into the small hole she hadn’t noticed before in Philipa’s gag. It was going right through the gag into Philipa’s mouth! Suddenly she was aware of a similar tube going into her gag and mouth and the other end entering Philipa’s piss hole. The reason for the pump and the valves became all too obvious.

�No!� bellowed Paula. �Don’t do this to me! Not to me!�

�We’re also doing it to Philipa,� reasoned Pamela.

�And you do want to be one of the family,� said the Amazon.

�Just do it, please,� said Philipa. �Just take it, Paula.�

Already piss was running from Philipa down the tube in her, only halted for the moment by a valve. Fran had already turned the pump on so that the stream could be directed upward into Paula’s mouth. Paula was also aware of a stream from her ready to enter Philipa.

�Ready?� asked Mona of Philipa.

Philipa nodded and a warmth entered her mouth and almost made her choke. At the same time a similar warmth entered Paula making her retch with the stench as much as the acidic taste. She looked pleadingly at Philipa who seemed to be enjoying the event. Fran snapped some more photos and the Amazon made a few lewd comments before departing.

The Amazon and Pamela made a fire nearby and the flames gave some comfort to both Paula and Philipa. Still the torment they were enduring needed no tormentors around. It was circular. In drinking piss they would in turn produce more piss to be drunk. Paula sighed deeply and continued to drink and piss. It was horrible and at the same time marvelous. What a way to get to know your mother-in-law!

The Amazon and Pamela stationed themselves at the fire so they could keep an eye on the tortured to make sure they didn’t collapse or otherwise get into trouble. Every once in a while the Amazon would go over and tug at Paula’s alligator clips or simply twist a nipple between her fingers until Paula shrieked. Philipa got the same from Pamela. All in all, Paula and Philipa found morning and their release a long way away.

Some time before dawn Carla came down once final time to sooth Paula and Philipa. And Mona and Fran returned for one last poke and prod,

Once released, Paula and Philipa cried into each others arms and were escorted back to the house for a hot shower. On the way back Paula remarked: �You know, you really are beautiful when you’re in real pain.�

�Why thank you,� said Philipa, cupping and kissing one of Paula’s much bruised tits. �Shall we do this again next year?�

�Only if I get to see you go through it with me.�

�Done� By the way, we’re having a get together next week for Mona’s birthday. Want to join us. Personally I’m looking forward to pushing the candle laden surgical pins into her flattish though rather large breasts and her rather too well rounded bottom. We can have her squealing like a pig in no time. Oh, and it won’t be revenge because she really wants you to do this to her and much, much more.�