The Misadventures of Gwen

The Misadventures of Gwen

Chapter 4

Note: I've made a number of changes to this chapter based on reader input especially things you liked and didn't like happening to Gwen. Please keep in mind that this is also a learning process for me since this is my first attempt at erotica, and constructive criticism and feedback is always welcome. I appreciate the comments and advice I have received on the first chapters. Also, this story is total fantasy. It does not reflect real-life situations involving real people. Furthermore, my own personal opinion is that all sexual interaction between individuals (in real life) should take place on an entirely consensual basis. And now with that said on with the story…..

I am cleaned up and taken to the kitchen for dinner in the same manner as I was before - on a leash. As I crouch over my bowl eating avariciously, a black man comes up behind me and smacks my ass. He then separates my cheeks and presses his large black prick up against my anus.

"This is your entertainment," the chambermaid says.

Some entertainment. A girl can't even eat in peace. My anal sphincter gives and the huge cock enters my anus. The black man continues to enter me as he smacks my ass cheeks - first the left one and then the right always alternating left and right. He soon picks up a rhythm like the tattoo of a beating drum. By now he has seven inches up my ass and into my rectum with three to go. That's right, a total of ten inches believe it or not. I can't believe it. I feel like I'm being ripped apart. The blows continue to fall on my ass. My cheeks are now a bright red and very sore.

He's all the way in. Oh, fuck he's at the entrance of my colon. He pauses and then rears back and starts ramming me in earnest, showing no mercy. I find myself responding to his brutal treatment. My clit once more is hard and throbbing. The pain recedes as he continues to ram his giant cock up my ass, and I rear back meeting him thrust for thrust. He withdraws seven to eight inches and then buries it to the hilt up my ass. He continues to do this until he cums. By this time my cheeks are red and my asshole has been stretched and battered and rammed unmercilessly, but I have not been allowed to cum.

I are taken back to my bed chambers and prepared for bed. The preparations are extensive.

I am laid out on the bed on my back. My ankles are anchored to the bed posts by chains connected to the rings in my leather anklets. My arms are attached to the bedposts. Only enough slack remains to allow me a minimum amount of movement

I think that the chambermaids are done, but they are not. Next they take from a cabinet a leather strap with two dildos attached. One is inserted up my cunt and the other is inserted up my ass. A tiny switch is set. I am told that they are computerized. Another strap which is attached to the first goes around my waist and is padlocked in front. Preparations appear to be complete.

"Don't be alarmed if you feel the dildos moving. They are programmed to perform throughout the night at predetermined intervals. Enjoy and sleep well," says one of the chambermaids sweetly as she exits.

I am very uncomfortable. I realize my movement will be limited tonight. All of a sudden I feel a sensation in my cunt. The dildo is twisting back and forth, up and down. This continues for several minutes and then stops. All is quiet for some time. Then the dildo up my ass begins to move. I am aroused. This continues for several minutes and stops.

In spite of my awkward position, I am exhausted and ready for sleep. I begin to drift off. I realize that rest is what I need now especially since I don't know what tomorrow will bring. I think back over the last twenty-four hours and realize how much further I have sunk into a life of depravity. It was bad enough being sodomized and then forced to deep-throat that man, but now add to that the assault by the Doberman and the pleasure I received from him. I wanted him to lick my cunt. He made me climax. I loved it and wanted more. And my poor cunt has been filled with all manner of large objects – my ass, too. Will they ever be the same? These are my thoughts as I drift off to sleep.

I am suddenly rudely awakened by a churning in my belly. The dildo up my cunt has gone berserk, twisting and turning inside of me. In spite of myself I am aroused. I begin to churn my hips. All of a sudden the dildo in my anus is activated. It too churns and vibrates as if it has a life of its own. I'm rapidly building towards a climax. I'm almost there ready to shoot. Then they stop.

Oh God, no! I'm so frustrated! I again have this great need to cum. I lay there utterly defeated and begin to cry. After quite some time I begin to settle down and drift off to sleep once more.

Suddenly I'm awakened by the dildo in my pussy. It again churns and takes on a life of its own. Soon the dildo in my anus comes to life. No, not this again, please not again. I'm exhausted but can't help myself. I churn my hips in time with the dildos building up once again to that glorious point of no return. My hips gyrate in rhythm with the dildos that are violating my cunt and anus. I'm almost there! I'm so close! And again they stop.

“No, don't stop. Fuck me. Fuck my cunt and my ass. Let me cum,” I cry in frustration.

The process repeats itself throughout the night and by 6:00 AM I am exhausted and completely discouraged. My cunt and my asshole are sore from use. The dildos were relentless throughout the night. How they knew when I was about to cum, I don't know. If only my hands were free so I could play with my clit and bring myself to a climax. I cry in disappointment and frustration.

I lay back and fall to sleep. Twenty minutes later at 6:30 AM the chambermaids enter and awaken me for the day's festivities. I protest and beg for rest. They laugh.

"You had all night to rest, my dear," they say mockingly as one of them brushes a fingertip over my clit.

The dildos are removed and my leash is attached to take me to the bathroom to relieve myself. They stand and watch me as I pee. I reach down and try to rub my clit. As I do one of the chambermaids slaps me across the face.

“Leave your pussy alone, you little slut. Never touch yourself unless you're given permission. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I stammer.

She slaps my left tit.

“Yes, madam. You are to address me as madam.”

“Yes, madam.”

I am then showered. I am not allowed to give myself a shower. My hands are attached to two manacles hanging from the ceiling in the shower. The chambermaids quickly undress and enter the shower with me – one in front and one behind. They each take a bar of soap and a cloth and begin to wash me. The one behind me concentrates on my ass tormenting my ass by pushing her soapy finger up my anus. The one in front lathers my breasts while lightly squeezing and kissing my nipples. She then runs the soapy cloth up and down my slit giving my clit a lot of attention. My clit stands at attention and gets hard. It looks like a little cock pulsating under her touch. I rotate my hips as the heat builds in my loins. Oh God, don't torture me like this. I moan pathetically.

I scream inwardly, “Let me cum!”

My cunt is becoming the center of my universe. I am becoming a total slut looking for nothing more then sexual gratification. I'm disgusted with myself. It's as if the only thing that matters in life is cuming. Am I turning into a nymphomaniac? No, I can't be, can I? They're doing this to me. I don't know anymore. I don't know anything.

Suddenly they stop. “Your shower's over,” whispers the chambermaid standing behind me.

“Let her cool down for a few minutes,” says the other as they get out of the shower.

“Please don't leave me like this,” I beg.

They ignore me as they talk to each other.

“God, Evelyn, I'm so horny.”

“Me too, Monique,” Evelyn says as she caresses Monique's breasts.

The chambermaids kiss each other passionately burying their tongues in each others mouth. Their hands roam all over each others bodies as they become more aroused with each passing moment.

“What about me,” I cry unable to satisfy the itch in my cunt.

Now they drop to the floor and Monique straddles Evelyn's head and drops her cunt over her face. She then lowers her own head and begins to lick and suck Evelyn's pussy. They begin to eat each other out. They are lost in each others lust building toward a climax.

“What about me,” I again cry out.

They snicker and continue pleasuring each other with loud groans escaping from their lips. And then they both cum at the same time with their bodies bucking and convulsing all over the floor. Then all is quiet. They get up and release me from the manacles. I am dressed in what is becoming my only attire – over the knee boots with four inch heels, leather wrist cuffs, and a collar.

I am then taken to the kitchen for breakfast. I crawl on my hands and knees to my bowl and eat. I didn't realize how hungry I was. I lick the bowl wanting more.

Again the black man provides the morning entertainment by violating my ass. I welcome his anal assault – at least I'm getting some attention. But this only further frustrates me, for like the others, he will not let me cum. He continually pounds into my ass with the steady beat of his large hands coming down on my cheeks. Hopelessness again engulfs me. I yearn to be sitting in front of the TV watching my favorite soap. Instead I sit in front of this black bastard wishing I could cum.

After breakfast I am taken to the lab where I meet Dr. Sharkiro. A series of tests are done on me and several blood samples are taken. I overhear the doctor talking to the Marquis.

"She is perfect for our experiment. She is certainly well endowed. She has the right equipment. Those melons can hold a great deal of milk and will probably grow much larger. I have started injecting the serum into her system. It will take approximately one week for her body to duplicate the conditions necessary for the mammaries to produce milk. Once production begins, it is imperative that you keep her on a regular milking schedule. In the meantime, use her any way you see fit, but don't harm her tits."

"This sounds good, doctor. I'm glad to hear that things will progress so quickly. I'm also glad to hear that I can continue with her training."

I feel alone and forsaken. Where is my husband? Why hasn't he come to find me? I begin to cry? It's because of him that I'm here now. I have changed so much in the last couple of days, and this is only the beginning. Feelings have been awoken in me that I didn't even know existed. What have I become? Do what depths will I sink? Can I sink any lower? Can I become any more depraved?

The Marquis sees me crying and smiles. He walks over to me.

"Why are you crying, my dear. There is no need to cry. You are in good hands," he says as he kneads my breasts and squeezes my nipples. "Soon your huge breasts will be producing a gallon of milk a day. My first human cow," he continues as he laughs mockingly.

"Would you like to have some fun, Gwen?"

"Oh yes, sir. Whatever you desire," I say as I feel horror unspeakable.

"Good," he says as he takes my leash and leads me out the door.

I crawl on all fours down the hall next to the Marquis. I am led into a room and told to kneel on a mat. The Marquis stands back and admires me. My breasts are large and still hang proudly on my chest. They beg for attention.

"You look tired. Didn't you sleep well?"

"No, sir."

"That's too bad because some dear friends of mine are very horny and in need of relief. Remember, Gwen," he says as he grabs my hair turning my face up so that my eyes meet his. "Not only will you provide milk, but you are also a whore to be made available to anyone of my choosing. A position of honor, isn't it?"

I don't respond. I feel anxious knowing what is going to happen to me in this room. I am filled with dread. Does he really expect me to service all his friends? The thought strangely arouses me. My cunt begins to twitch. The idea is oddly appealing. I must be going mad!

The Marquis while still holding my hair slaps me across the cheek with the back of his hand. He then hits the other cheek.

"Why do you not respond when spoken to, bitch?"

"Forgive me, sir."

"Are you ready, wench?"

"Oh yes, sir," and I really was.

"Then let the fun begin. Get down on your hands and knees and spread you legs wide. Now beg!"

I don't understand. What does he want me to beg for? I know I must respond. "Fuck me, sir!"

"No! No, bitch. I'm not going to fuck you. Now beg," he says as he squeezes my left nipple.

This is so humiliating. It's bad enough that his friends are going to fuck the shit out of me, but I have to beg for it? Why am I swearing so much? I never used those words before. They're so crude and vulgar. I have no choice but to debase myself and comply with the Marquis' wishes.

"I want to be fucked. Oh please, sir," I moan.

"That's better. More," he taunts as he continues to abuse my tits.

"Please, let me be fucked. Let them eat me. Let me suck their dicks." I am really getting into it. I am getting carried away.

A spreader bar is brought in and is placed on the mat between my feet. It is attached to my ankles by leather straps. My legs are held fast spread wide open. Suddenly seven little men enter the room wearing nothing more then masks. They all have huge cocks hanging between their legs which begin to grow as they see me kneeling, spread wide open. They surround me. I hear something behind me. One of them is licking my cunt and asshole with his rough tongue. God, that feels good. I look behind me and see the dwarf standing there with his huge ten inch cock resting on my ass. His cock which is now hard enters my cunt. His eyes glaze over in lust as he pistons into me violently. His movements are quick and steady and relentless. The other dwarves stand next to me stroking their huge cocks as there friend pounds into me relentlessly.

I think of my circumstances with revulsion. But in spite of myself I am responding to this little man with the huge cock. The one in my pussy feels so good. I have been deprived of sexual gratification all night and all morning. I'm ready. He planned it this way. He knew I would be willing to do anything to cum. He could make me do it, but the sick bastard wanted me to crave it, and I do.

The Marquis grabs me by the hair and forces me to look in the mirror. I see the dwarf with the glazed eyes pounding away at my cunt. I also see the pleasure written on my own face. I am appalled and disgusted by my own image, but I am aroused and on fire. My mind and my emotions are in conflict.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you, Gwen. You like being fucked, don't you."

"No! NO! I'm not” I sob hysterically, but I know deep down that I am.

"Oh yes you are, and I'll prove it. You're going to cum."

How could I not cum? I have been deprived all night. I have been taken to that glorious peak for hours and hours on end. Of course, I am going to cum. I can't help myself. Plus his dick feels so good. My hips move in rhythm with the little man with the big dick. I'm cumming. The dwarf continues to pound my cunt.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhaggggggggggg" I scream out as I cum. The dwarf cums and deposits a huge load up my battered cunt. He withdraws his now flaccid prick drenched in my pussy juice. I am exhausted.

"One down, six to go," says the Marquis as another dwarf enters my cunt. The pounding begins immediately and I respond. I want it. I want to be fucked. I want to cum again and again and again.

The Marquis gets on his knees by my face and taunts me. There is no reprieve. He squeezes my nipples and kneads my breasts allowing them no rest. This fuels my fire.

“I told you. You are depraved. Is there anything you won't do?” he continues to chide me.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaggggggggggggggg," I cum again and so does the dwarf.

Two more dwarves walk up to me. One stands before me with his nine inch dick looking me in the eye. I am overcome with lust as it grows before my eyes. I stick out my tongue and run it across the huge head of his cock. He grabs my hair and rams his dick to the back of my throat. I gag. He holds his dick there as I gasp for air and then backs off several inches before pushing forward and entering my throat. I feel searing pain in my throat a as he continues ramming his cock forward not content until all nine inches are buried in my throat with my nose buried in his pubic hair. He holds my head fast and gyrates his hips in small circles. I can't breathe.

At the same time the other dwarf enters my cunt and rams his ten inch cock up my fuck hole in one quick thrust. He then rams me unmercifully in long and rapid thrusts as he slaps my ass alternating first the left cheek and then the right, never missing a beat.

I can't breathe. The dwarf with his cock buried in my throat continues to hold my head firm, and I can't get air. I begin to foam at the mouth as I try to dislodge his giant prick. My movements spur on the dwarf fucking my cunt as he increases the thrust and rapidity of his cock battering my poor pussy. He finally relents and withdraws his cock from my throat allowing me to gulp in as much air as I possibly can before he rams his cock back down my throat. His pace increases as he batters my poor mouth using it as a cunt.

They both explode filling my mouth and pussy with cum. I'm drowning in a river of cum as they continue to explode in my poor battered cunt and mouth.

I'm exhausted and need rest as the two dwarves withdraw from my cunt and mouth and are immediately replaced by two more. These two have equally long cocks but are much thicker then the other dwarves. How can I possible fit that thing in my mouth? As the one dwarf stretches my poor pussy to new limits, the other one attempts to force the head of his cock into my mouth. I am unable to get my mouth open wide enough to take in his head. I snake my tongue out at the giant head trying to appease the dwarf. He roughly pries my mouth open with his fingers and forces the head of his cock in. The pain I feel is unbelievable. My jaw is stretched open to its limit and feels like it's going to lock.

"Watch those teeth, lady," sneers the dwarf as he continues to push his fat cock into my mouth.

All I can do is pray that my jaw doesn't crack. He grabs a handful of my hair and continues to push his cock towards the back of my mouth. I gag and my throat starts to heave trying to expel his monstrous cock. I can feel the head of his cock touching my esophagus. With one mighty push his cock rips into my throat. The pain I feel is unbelievable. I feel like a stuffed pig. Getting a better grip on my hair, he relentlessly pushes and pushes and pushes his monstrous cock down my poor stretched throat. My throat is aching and sore massaging his cock as it descends further and further in to my throat.

Meanwhile the other dwarf is pounding my cunt mercilessly. I feel so full. Both ends are stuffed to the limit. Suddenly the dwarf whose cock is lodged in my throat can hold back no longer and explodes in my mouth depositing a huge amount of cum into my belly. He painfully withdraws his cock from my mouth as the other dwarf continues to pound my pussy. I'm totally exhausted and ready to collapse as the dwarf continues to pound my pussy with renewed vigor. Finally he can hold back no more and deposits his load in me.

As he withdraws, I collapse on the floor and pass out. I can't go on even if only five of the seven dwarves are appeased.

My whirlpool that evening is well deserved. I did more than a day's work.

At dinner that night I eat ravenously. I have worked up an appetite after the day's activities. They are giving me two bowls of food instead of one. I finish the first bowl in peace glad that the black man is not there. All of a sudden there is a resounding slap to my left cheek which drives my face into the bowl.

"Did you think I forgot about you, wench? Have no fear, I am here!"

He slaps my other cheek and probes my cunt with his dick.

I panic. Oh no, not my pussy. Not after what those dwarves did to it today. Fuck my ass, please fuck my ass.

He wants nothing to do with my ass and rams his prick in to my poor abused pussy.

"How does that feel, bitch. Better than any old dwarf, I bet?”

He rams me unmercifully. He pulls ten inches out and rams it in up to the hilt. He continues doing this spurred on by my tears and crying. Finally he cums and withdraws his weapon.

"I'm not done with you yet. Have you ever been fist fucked?”

Fist fucked! What on earth is he talking about?

Well, you're going to be now."

I begin to cry uncontrollably.

"Why are you doing this to me? I've done nothing to hurt you.”

"It's nothing personal, lady. I really do hate big tits. I was told to leave those huge ugly melons alone so I'm taking it out on your cunt. Sit up on your knees and spread your legs wide.

I obey. I have no choice. What else can I do?

He looks both ways and then grabs my nipples and squeezes them and twists them between his thumb and forefinger. Then he starts to work his fingers in to my cunt. He starts with two, then three, four, the thumb. I'm being stretched unmercifully. He's ruining my cunt. When his fingers are entirely in my cunt, he forms a fist. I feel so full. I grunt and groan in pain. He shows no mercy as he continues to drive his fist up my cunt. The walls of my pussy give and reluctantly receive his fist. My cunt will never be the same.

I am in tears and beside myself. The pain is excruciating.

The black man smiles as he rams his fist up my cunt. I grunt. He punches his fist deeper and deeper into my cunt reaching my cervix. He's battering my cervix with his punches.

"Do you like being fist fucked, Gwen?"

I grunt. I am unable to speak. The pain is too great. My breasts sway back and forth. Every once in a while he slaps one, looking to make sure no one is watching. He continues to pound his fist up my cunt. I feel strangely aroused. My pussy juice is flowing down his hand. I can hear swishing noises as he punches his fist up my love canal. My tits bounce on my chest flapping up and down and back and forth.

"I really hate those jugs," he says as he takes a pin out of his pocket.

“Put your hands behind your head and push out those tits.”

He jabs the pin into the side of my left breast. I jump in pain. He stabs my right breast. I again jump. He continues to ram his right fist up my cunt. Every time I jump I ram my cunt down on his fist.

"Here you try it,” he says as he hands me the pin still not missing a beat with his fist ramming my cunt. He grabs my hair in his left hand.

"I was told not to mess with your tits, but there's nothing to say you can't. Jab your tits with the pin until I tell you to stop. If you don't, I'll rip all of your long beautiful hair out a handful at a time. Do you understand?" he says in a menacing voice.

I realize he's not kidding as he continues to fist fuck me. I'm petrified but at the same time I feel a wonderful sensation in my cunt and am beginning to enjoy what he is doing in spite of myself. I'm reaching a new high. I'm close, oh so close. I know I'm going to cum.

"Start jabbing, Miss Melons," he orders.

I begin to jab my tits with the pin - very light at first.

"Harder, lady, harder!"

I obey jabbing myself harder with the pin. Something happens to me inside. I snap. I become crazed. The juices are flowing faster. I start to ride his fist meeting his shoves. Waves of pleasure course up and down my spine from my pussy to my tits. I beg him to push harder. I jab myself unmercifully with the pin. I even prick my nipples and draw blood. This seems to excite me even more. I ride his fist. I have a demented idea and place the needle on the tip of my left nipple and push. A half inch of needle disappears straight into my nipple. The pain is excruciating but at the same time it sends electric shocks to my pussy. I don't believe I'm doing this to myself.

"You are one crazy bitch. Here's another needle. Do your right nipple”

I take the needle with no hesitation and place the tip against my right nipple with a demented desire to again push a half inch of the needle directly into my nipple. I push. The pain is glorious and sends another jolt to my cunt that sends me over the edge.

I can't take it any more. I explode.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhaggggggggggg."

I cum like I have never cum before. I gush all over his fist which is still pounding my cunt unmercifully. I am spent. Totally drained but I still ride the fist.

After a while he removes his fist from my cunt with a plop and stands back and laughs at me. I sit pathetically on the ground feeling the shame at the realization of what I have done and what I have become. I enjoyed myself. I am learning things about myself that I never knew. I am depraved. I enjoy pain. I enjoy being humiliated. I enjoy being abused and used. I loved jabbing my own tits. I got off on it. Jesus Christ, I drove two needles into my own nipples! What am I? I know I will never be the same.

I weep in shame.

He puts his hand up to my mouth and commands me to clean his hand. I lick all of my juices off of his hand and between his fingers. Every once in a while he'll slap me across the face and then command me to keep licking. After a while he tires of this and takes out a lighter.

The pins are still sticking out obscenely from the ends of my inch long nipples. As I continue to lick his hand, he applies heat to the pin in my left nipple. I can feel the heat rising, turning into a burning inside my nipple.

“You like that, don't you? You really get off on this,” he sneers as he moves the flame over to the other pin. Again, the heat builds sending a painful jolt to the core of my tortured nipple.

He alternates from my left nipple to my right nipple heating the pins just enough to bring me discomfort but not enough to do any real damage, and it is having an effect on me. The heat once again is building in my loins. My hips are moving, my cunt is dripping, looking for something to occupy it. I am again building to a climax. I again need to cum. Every time he heats a pin, it sends a jolt of electricity directly to my pussy. It's as if he has a direct line to my cunt. I push my tits out to him as an offering willing him to heat the pins.

What kind of a sicko am I becoming? I have sunk to a level where I need pain and humiliation to get off. Before this I use to be content to make love to Bill once a week. That was enough to satisfy me. Sometimes we went two weeks without making love. Now look at me. I'm a pain slut.

My breathing becomes heavy and labored. I'm sweating profusely. I'm so close, and he continues to apply heat to the pins in my nipples. I love it. I'm reaching a new high. I don't care how perverted this is. It feels good. No, it feels great.

“Yes,” I groan. “Heat those pins. Make them hotter.”

And then he suddenly stops. He pulls both pins out of my nipples and calls for the chambermaids.

“No, you can't stop now. I'm so close,” I scream as I reach down to finger my cunt and rub my clit. All I need is a minute.

Before my hand reaches my pussy, he slaps me across the face bringing me back to reality.

“Get your hands on your head. Spread your legs wide and arch that back,” he spits out as he directs me.

I obey immediately fearing the consequences.

“You'll not cum again tonight,” he whispers in my ear.

I'm broken and defeated. Something is happening to me. I'm not the person I use to be. I'm now nothing but a crazed slut. I cry pathetically.

I am taken back to my chambers where I am attended to and prepared for bed. Special attention is paid to my breasts with soothing antiseptic and healing ointment being liberally applied.

“Tonight we have a slight variation in your accommodations for the night thanks to that disobedient black slave,” explained Evelyn.

I soon find out what that variation is to be. No dildo is put in my cunt. My cunt will not be violated in order to give me time to heal. However one computerized dildo is slid up my ass. I regretfully realize that this will again be a sleepless night. Monique attaches a device to my pussy.

“This device is called a butterfly. It can do wonderful things to your clit. It is also computerized,” she says as she makes final adjustments and positions it.

She attaches my wrist cuffs to the corners of the bed.

“You sleep well, little slut,” says Monique as she leans over and passionately kisses me on the lips while stabbing her tongue into my mouth.

I feel a churning in my loins. All of a sudden the butterfly device attached to my clit comes alive, pulsating and stimulating it.

While Monique continues to explore my mouth with her tongue, Evelyn leans over and swirls her tongue around my left nipple. She looks up at me and says, “Tastes good,” and then takes my nipple in her mouth and sucks.

Oh god, it's happening again. I am so aroused. My hips are churning looking for release. Unexpectedly the dildo in my ass begins to gyrate – twisting and turning in my rectum. I'm approaching a climax. I close my eyes and let it build.

Suddenly Monique and Evelyn are gone. I open my eyes. They are standing by the door.

“Sleep well.”

They mock me. They take delight in my plight. The anal invader and the butterfly stop. All is quiet except my cunt is raging and on fire. It looks as if this is going to be a nightly routine. How long can I last? Sleep deprivation will soon take a toll on me. This constant state of horniness and always being on the edge of a climax will drive me insane. It's already driven me to willingly do unthinkable deeds.

What's in store for poor Gwen? Stay tuned - more to come………