He reached in the back seat and brought out a plastic bag. From it, he took tape, securing some over her mouth. Then he pulled out a leather collar wi...h a chain leash, and put it on her. He went around to her door and opened it, and grabbed her by the collar and pulled her out. He led her to a side door through an ally, unlocked it, and led her in. He flipped on a light switch as he shut and locked the door. The light was dim but she saw that it was a modified sort of torture room, that at. His sleep was fitful and nightmare filled. Miss. Norman insisted thathe wear his sanitary belt and pad all the time. With what felt like apillow stuck between his legs and his penis tucked back wasn't the leastbit comfortable. What he remembered of a nightmare featured that newaddition. In his dream imagined removing the pad and finding a vagina.##Over the month of August, Miss. Norman stepped up his femininemannerisms and behavior lessons. He was now spending all his time aftercompleting. The rapid fire stopped, then started coming infrequently. They still didn’t move when all went quiet.There was the noise at the door of the bar being lifted. They huddled together staring at the door. The door slowly swung open. Sword Howard, wearing full body armor, stepped through the door and looked at the group huddled in the corner. He shook his head.Holding up a bottle of pills, he said, “Take one of these. Just chew and swallow. They’ll calm your stomach down.”He tossed the bottle of. She kept sighing and moaning, “You are a fucking animal! I have never been fucked this long!”“I had been holding all this passion for a long time Madhu,” he said back to her.“I jerked off way too many times, thinking of you.”“How many times?” she asked him.“Every fucking day,” he said back as he kept pounding her.He then picked her up and sat down on the chair by the dining table, placing her in his lap. They both held each other tightly and continued fucking. She cummed hard as she shivered.