He couldn't stand up to anybody, couldn't say no to anybody, and his co-workers took advantage of it. Inevitably somebody wouldn't do their job right,...then they'd bully Kyle into taking the blame. And Kyle just went along with it.Kyle was tempted to stop by the porn shop to get a magazine or two to uplift his spirits. His favorites were those Domination mags with the strong, forceful men and women taking weakling men like him and bending them to their will. In his fantasies, Kyle would be. My left-hand mid finger was now fingering her and my right hand again spanked her hard. She went deeper and moaning in. I saw she is still half blowing me. I spanked her harder again and pushed myself more in her. She was getting throat choked and starting blowing faster as I was fingering her faster and deeper and now with 2 fingers inside. Her moans were getting higher but inside her mouth. She then tightened her pussy. I was squeezing her boob now and said blow it deeper or else I’m not. And then they have that tearful emotional talk that every cuckold is intimately familiar with, where she slowly, shyly confesses to him what’s been going on, for how long, that she didn’t mean to hurt him, and that she still loves him. She doesn’t tell him everything right away. Instead it comes out in slow drips and dribbles. She’s not sure how much he already knows, and doesn’t want to tell him quite everything. He asks her if it’s just him, and she hesitates. He asks her who he is, and. I had been led from the moment I had regained my senses down that hallway to this garden spot. That I had been fooled by my own instincts I was kicking myself for. I did not like being manipulated. On the other hand I now had water and my guess was food provided by the plants if not some of the animals in this garden. If that animal and these plants were from earth they had been genetically altered. For what purpose I could only guess. Most of the reasons that I could think of did not seem to.