It’s not like me and Master K. That was different, more like a game. I have feelings for you. When I sub for you, there’s a givingness and sense o... trust and I don’t know if you can feel that for me. I don’t know if it’s in you. And I don’t know if I’d feel right taking it from you.’ ‘There’s all sorts of doms,’ I said. ‘There must be all sorts of subs too. I’m just asking you to try, April. Just so I can see what it feels like. This is important to me, April. Come on. I’ll get the stuff.’. His next move was to fetch a tape measure and a notebook from his jacket, he then carefully drew and measured his plaything, her sexual cavity, the position of the four eyelets he measured most carefully, their relation to the main cavity, the exact position of her piss slit and then purely for his own enjoyment, the sizes of both her clit and the diameter of her cavity, all this was repeated one leg raised as if walking or running while leaning back on Harry and not all for balance. Then again. Push like you're taking a shit, and my shaft will slide in your tight little fuckhole so much easier." I try it. He's right. His shaft slides more easily into me, deeper, as he grunts with pleasure. Then he shoves his hips forward, bucking for dangerous entry, jamming it all the way inside, buried to the hilt in my burning hole. I gasp with pain but it feels good to be bent over and my legs apart and a hard prick balls deep inside me, giving pleasure to this stranger, a little ashamed that I'm. "I called you in here to tell you the same thing I told Jerry Weston: I do not expect to see a drop off in attitude or work load because of this. I hope I'm clear; losing Charlie is bad enough. This hospital is not going to become just another Peyton Place because Weston and you are getting it on." There won't be any problem, Emile. I promise you that," she said."Yes, well that does it then. Get on back to whatever you were doing," he said. He picked up some papers and shuffled them; the.