"Happy is horny, and horny is happy." That's my occasional mantra because, sometimes, treats turn into tortures! Like, say, when Mylo decides they just want to hear me moan for hours for the fun of it. This time they strapped me down in no less than six sets of bed restraints (two on my arms, two on my legs, one across the waist, and one tying my collar to the bed), and stroked my girldick until I was a completely desperate mess.