You will stay here and your pee is forbidden until I come back home."Without letting me answer or reply, she turned around and disappeared from the ro...m. February - ExposedThe trip to Venice was something I didn’t realize Mistress was planning to do. I was happy when I was made aware of it, but I never thought it would become a humiliating experience and a test of my submission. One day, Mistress rented a gondola and a gondolier. She made me wear a classy outfit and took me to the place where. Her eyes never left mine as she bobbed once, twice, three times and then on the fourth she swallowed my cock fully until her lips met the base of my shaft. She let out a little cough as she withdrew and my cock reappeared covered in her spit. She did it again. Sliding my cock into her throat she began to go up and down swallowing as much as she could each time. Her wet, warm mouth assaulted my cock as every so often her eyes would lock onto mine. Her eyes told me I was now her victim, her toy. I got another tingle between my legs.Mark was on his second drink while I was still trying to keep my wits about me. The ambiance in this place was intensely erotic, and I know my weakness for anything sexual. He leaned over again to whisper, “Now I want you to go back and take off the panties.”I frowned at him, but he again pointed at the ladies’ room.As I walked, I was thinking, ‘I am not taking off my panties. That’s just too much to ask. I’m not doing it!’Entering the ladies’ room, I. Dr. Morgan showed pictures of happy couples walking in parks, holdinghands and kissing. At these times, the recitations were more on anemotional level. "I want a man to tell me he loves me." "I want to bemarried to a man." "I need a man to make me feel complete."The recitations became more rhythmic as the hours went on. Dr. Morgannoticed that the shuddering and quivering was later replaced by almost aconfident hunger. In the fourth hour, Amanda would be staring at thescreen like a tigress.