Emily thought that she had had her panties long enough inside her mouth, so she pulled them out, but instead of putting them boy aside, she pulled them over her head, forcing her to breathe through the piss soaked fabric. Now she felt ready for her little lovers. She searched for them. A few were as always under the big mat in the middle of the room where she had found them first but she wanted more this time. So she searched for their nest or whatever it was called. It took hear nearly half an hour to find their biggest concentration. It took her so long mainly because she had to move slowly to not frighten them away. Which was not a bad thing at all because moving too quickly in her rope harness was nearly impossible. With every movement the rope bit into her tender pussy flesh. She had found quite a lot of her little lovers but not nearly enough to satisfy her lust, so she came up with an alternate plan. One of the mats she had not yet thrown out, was in a pretty good condition, except that the filling had crumpled to little pieces. She took the mat out to the dumpster, but instead of throwing it away, she opened the zipper on the side and shook all the filling out. Now she had a large, empty, sturdy sack of kind. Waddling back inside, Emily put the cover of the mat down, with the zipper looking up. For like the next hour or so, she started catching every bug she could find with her bare hands, pushing them into the mat cover, before closing the zipper again. At the beginning it was easy, she got a hand full at a time, even if most of them quickly slipped out of her hands she still got a few with every swipe. The amateur first time she still felt pussy a kind of horror, catching these insects with her bare hands, which was somewhat funny because she had had them inside her for like two days and was about to let them crawl all over her naked body, but she still felt it. Emotions are not always logical Cuckold that’s why they are emotions and to be perfectly honest, the horror and disgust she felt for those bugs, just heightened her lust and craving. At the end of the hunt, Emily would only catch one cockroach at a time. Lifting the mat cover up and looking inside it, she thought that she teens had done a good job. Inside was a pool of cockroaches and woodlice, even more than had been inside the box yesterday. For practicality she freed her nipples from the weights and pins, stretching them. This was done while rubbed her clit, which made the pain a little more bearable. Carefully she opened the zipper wider, cautious to not let any insects escape. Even more careful she stepped into the cover, waving cockroaches aside with her foot, to not crush any. The same proceeded with the second foot and as soon she was standing completely inside the cover, she pulled it up over her head and closed the zipper shut from the inside. Now she was trapped inside the cover, totally nude, her ass and pussy held open and her body bound tight together with hundreds of cockroaches and woodlice. Well not really trapped, for she could open the zipper from the inside with a little effort, but it felt like she was trapped and she liked thinking she would be. This thought made her pussy drip. Ahhh crap! In the end Lisa was so weakened, she just teens fell asleep in middle of the box. She looked around to boy get help from someone and told him not to come to her shop! My heart beat pussy for amateur joy, my own pussy getting wet in my own pair of panties. She started going through drawers and took out some of Disha’s clothes. I was too Cuckold shaky to argue, my body was in a mixture of fatigue and euphoria. Elise said I had to move out before it happened to any of the livestock.” While the results are disappointing, it will at least let us move on to the next step, and we aren’t going to give up on researching this, not by a longshot.” Cindy is kneeling right between my legs and I stare into her beautiful blue eyes as the last shudders rack my body, my stomach heaving inside the tight satin corset. That is way too risky. This time I watched the lot and came just as hard. “Wait!” I yelled. Well it was too damn late.