Thus what I have described above - my subconsciouses learning to cooperate in memory retrieval - was entirely consistent with normal brain/mind functi...nality, just extended into a multi-mind situation. All of this was occurring without my consciously being aware of it, except to have the initial need to be able to access each other's memories.One VERY nice consequence of this internal methodology was that whenever the subconsciouses worked on a memory retrieval task, they swapped memory indexes. ‘Mike! Dude!’ I hear the familiar booming voice, and the bone-shattering clap on the shoulder from an enormous hand. ‘Hey, Jake! What’s up?’ ‘Haven’t seen your skinny ass around here for a while, what’ve you been up to?’ ‘Well, work, school, living my life, avoiding this dive! You know … the normal!’ ‘Well, it’s good to see you buddy!’ I smile at him and say, ‘So, what’s going on with that knockout blonde I saw you with the last time I was here? I remember that she said she likes ’em big. My cock was now rock hard. Mistress removed one of the sheets revealing a video camera which she switched on. She had obviously preset it and it started to record. She went behind me sayin, 'Just so you realise that your not here to enjoy yourself'. The first strike of the tawse was light, the second and subsequent hits were not. I was still thinking and feeling about my hot buttocks when Mistress came back into view. 'Do you want to piss?' she asked. I shook my head. 'Gud' was the reply.. With me pushing and him pushing the cock slowly but surely eased all the way into me.My arse felt jam-packed and very vulnerable and I knew I was going to get well and truly shagged."It's right up your arse boy now, right in and it feels fucking hot".I was sweating profusely and had my hand on my cock to wank it slowly.Mr.Brayfield started fucking me, his huge cock stretching my tight hole and opening it up for some serious fucking."Open up for me boy, take it like a man and let me fuck your.