The kiss became intense, our lips intertwined with a little bit of tongue. I could feel her fragrance as she came closer to me and wrapped her arms ar...und me. I was rubbing her thighs, and she was pulling my hair now.After almost 5 minutes, she moved from my lips to my neck. I knew this was the signal. She didn’t want to stop at the kiss. I moved my right hand up to her left boob, feeling the curve over her crop top. My left hand was grazing her bare lower back between her crop top and her. I could feel some sort of dressing being removed when some of my body hair was yanked out by the dressing's adhesive. I felt fingers gently prodding my groin. From their size I guessed it was Dr Randolph rather than Jasmine. He could be extremely gentle despite his size. He pronounced himself satisfied and applied a new dressing, then my diaper was pulled back into place."Mr Curtis, you're doing very well," he said, removing my blindfold. "We're going to move you downstairs to a private ward.". Harmless white noise. For the next hour, Megan decorated the office for the occasion, feeling foolish every second of it. Readying the punch bowl and other dishes for the luncheon, setting up funtivities in the break room, reviewing her detailed agenda for the day (as if it would matter), putting up the big gawdy ‘WELCOME MASTER’ banner across the entryway. (Megan had told Desiree this sign should read ‘masters’ to be more inclusive, but Desiree insisted singular would be fine. Frankly, Megan. )"I wonder if you could be persuaded to appear in a follow up production which I plan to launch upon the public in the next few months. If you are interested - and I fervently hope that you are - give me a call at the earliest opportunity"Yours gratefully and sincerely Algernon." Great!" she muttered. "A whole new life stretches ahead of me as a nude icon and star of trash sexploitation cinema! Still - the money will be handy." (She had already spent quite a lot of her two million pounds -.