The nurse was told to put the jar to my lips and I was told to get it down and not spill any. Down it went. Horrible!. He seemed quite happy and comme...ted that submissives always did what they were told by him. I was then released from the cross and he demanded that I bend over. This I did expecting some sort of punishment but he grabbed my cock and balls and pulled them back. He made a point of saying that they were the cause of many male sex troubles. Pulling on them with a squeezing grip he. My wife and I, we decided to simply enjoy the view. Stage performances were also part of the evening's programme. The person leading and announcing the performances was Master Rob. He was a tall, 200 pound guy, a kind of hairy bouncer type, certainly someone no one wanted to mess with. We were told that in the fantasy world of the ball, his orders had to be followed. One part of the performances was called 'magical transformations'. Master Rob announced that one of the performers, a stunning. A winter jacket and a hammock. She ate hausfruit anddrank coffee from a coffee tit. She stayed inside the house and centerof channel. Just before the barge came out from the fog and into brightsunshine, she used her remaining mana to glamour her appearance, andthat of the barge. It didn't look like a shipwood barge now. It lookedlike a fiberglass replica of an old river barge. And now Jas looked likeMelissa.It was the strongest memory she had of a woman. She looked in themirror. Some details. One more stroke and I was over the edge. She must have felt my cock pulsate, and shoved forward, the last bit of my prick vanishing, and I began to unload straight down her throat.Pulse, pulse, pulse, my groin convulsed as I poured wave after wave of cum into her mouth. Marilyn took it all, backing off at last, her nostrils flaring as she drew in a breath, catching the last few spurts on her tongue. The gentle touch of her fingers on my balls made my groin wring itself dry with a final ecstatic.