"I looked to Alistair to see the same horror on his face that I was sure was also on mine."So it's like enslaving a mage and forcing them to do magic ...hey don't wish to do?" I ... can see how it would seem that way." He paused, seeming to consider his words. "But it's more like, oh, say someone mixes up weed killer for a garden. And then someone else steals that weed killer and uses it instead to poison their unfaithful spouse. The poisoning wouldn't have been possible without someone to mix. Next came the pressure at my ass hole of the tip of the big black cock pushing at my door. I relaxed as much as I could as I felt it slowly slide into me. I could hear Mistress applying more lube to her cock which I much appreciated.Mistress spoke out to me, "Slave, is this what you have been wanting all these weeks away from me?"I cried out, "Yes Mistress, Please fuck my ass."Mistress then began to slide that monstrous strap on cock up my ass, I was felt so full from the second it entered me.. That’s very kind, doc, but I can handle it. You don’t know my schedule and...”“Gordon, listen to me. Your schedule no longer matters. This is your priority now. If I have to take the time off and drive you or get Eileen to take you, I will.”Eileen was his wife. They were friends who’d been to the house a number of times. It wasn’t lost on me that this man was going so far out of his way for me when my wife hadn’t bothered to call, text or email in almost 24 hours.“Okay. Thanks ... it means a. ."I shuddered a little bit. "Please don't." I won't do anything without asking first. But I would suggest it mightbe a good idea to think about some help on unpottytraining yourself? Isaw the look on your face in the car as you wet your diaper, maybe youmight be less miserable if you're not aware you're going?"I shook my head. "I was reading in the college handbook that if I poopmyself in class I can be kicked out of the university. I have to at thevery least keep my bowel control."She looked.