The slaps were severe and there was no pause between them. The pain was intense and at first, she struggled against it. But after the first couple blo...s she found herself arching her hips up towards the blows as if asking for them. The slaps had not only been punishing, but they had also “tenderized” her pussy making it more sensitive and making what he would do next all the more effective.While the leader of this gang of miscreants was busy abusing her pussy, and her mouth was trying to. Strangely, they no longer feel foreign to me as they once did.Reluctantly, I've come to accept them as part of my own body. Enoughabout that though, it's time to get back to my bath.I close my eyes once again as I gently slide my finger into theprosthetic. I instantly begin to tremble in reaction to the touch. Thistime my fantasy is a little different. Instead of picturing myself asClayton, I decide to play this one out as Caitlyn. In my fantasy I amlying in the bath pleasuring myself when. “Why?” Alan snapped at Angelika. “You both obviously have no damn need to talk to me!”Angelika and Truda both stopped short backing up a bit. What in the hell was Alan’s problem? “I’m sorry Alan,” Angelika said, her face turned toward the ground a small pout on her lips. “We didn’t think it wise to discuss this until we were more certain. As you know there were ten of us in the bunker.”“Yes I remember that part, what was this talk that you both were on about? They kept her around and you. ?Amber?? I said. ?I appreciate your caring. I really do. I know a lotof your patients have a lot more severe problems than I do. I?m justembarrassed.??Don?t be,? Amber said. ?It?s like having the flu or the Easley. Maybeyou have the chest mumps. Whatever, we can deal with it.?She turned. Then she looked back and grinned.?Besides, I think you?re kind of a cute wife.?* *Two weeks later, we were in the office of Dr. Billings, a tall,brunette woman. She greeted us warmly and ushered us into her.