He was very gentle with meall day long and, by early that evening, we were hardly speaking. Him,I think because he didn't know what to say to me, and ...e because Ididn't trust myself to say much for fear of breaking down and crying.How odd it seemed to me, to be feeling this way about another man.Logically I knew that it was due to the programming on the tapes andthe built in behaviors designed into the bodysuit I wore, but all thataside, I still felt like I was being abandoned by Eric. Silly,. ”“I think you should take a break, slave. Come with me.”Kim watched the oriental girl follow Jeffery out of the cage and through the small doorway. Kim’s every muscle seemed to scream out in agony and her sweat trickled down over her exhausted body. All she could do was hang limply in her restraints like an old and worn-out marionette.What had kept Kim going was gone: her fury. She had bucked and thrashed in her bindings but there was no give to them. If she said anything, she was rewarded with. I lifted myself up looking into her eyes, beckoned for her approval and when she did so I gave her a single thrust, thrusting all of my sex into her and bumping into her cervix.A terrified scream came from her throat and her eyes filled with thick tears, she dug her nails into my chest pushing herself, but when I wanted to get out of her she hugged me tightly and didn't let me out.-No, don't come out! I'm getting over it. -I was shaking, breathing very fast.-It's not my intention to get out. I. He reached down and held my head, forcing me to swallow his thick cum. I felt intoxicated, drunk on sex and cum and lust. When his orgasm subsided and he released his grip on the back of my head, I showed him how much I enjoyed it. I had one hand on his ass and one hand on his balls, squeezing and tugging both of them as I drained the last drop of his essence from this huge manhood. Ben reached down and took my hand, he lead me to his bedroom. His half hard cock swinging side to side slapping.