Her chest heaved up. He was trying to bend her in half, backward! Her clit was being mashed between the top of his cock shaft and his pubic bone.He st...pped shoving and she felt his shaft swell and grow even fatter. Time was standing still. She felt pulses moving from the base to the tip of his cock. She knew each pulse was a stream of his cum. It continued on and on. Her experience was nearly out-of-body. She was hyper-aware of all aspects of his orgasm. The moment broke. Times resumed. Her. Drugs and alcohol were on the verge of taking over her entire life and she knew this, and wanted him to save her from herself. Night after night of guilt and sadness had brought her to this place of desperation. The need to be punished by him was so strong. Not by anyone else, but by him. There was something in him that she craved; like she'd known him forever. Her ability to be completely open to her desires, and the level of his desires that she so easily understood, and connected with. . After resting for a while in my hotel room, I had my breakfast and went out for sightseeing and went to the local market to explore. Two days passed by and I was moving here and there. On the third day, there was a call from a number and that was Rubina. I came to know her. Then we had a general talk and finally planned to meet next day.Next day around 11, I met her at a place near to my hotel and she was looking hot and gorgeous in her white dress. Then we had some conversation while we were. "Ohdear...did you make a messie?" Steph looked down, and Jolene and Gabegasped. I had peed on the rug! This was because of Steph's bladder training. You see, oftenwhen Stephanie is in my house, I am not allowed to use the bathroom. I have tohold all the pee and poop in for hours, and beg her,sometimes bribing her withcash to get her to let me go to the bathroom. Once I was writing "I will not serve Stephanie coldcoffee" 5,000 times, and was not allowed to get up until I finished, and Ihad to.