You need that cock inside of you. Fucking you.Dominating you.Transforming you.Owning you.That's right, sissy. That cock owns you. Your man owns you. Y...u are his body and soul. Everything you are belongs to him. You are his property. His bitch. And you love him, sissy. You love your man, sissy faggot. You love him so much. You love that he owns you. He is your master and you are his slave. You love being his slave. Some people were just meant to be owned and dominated. That is you, sissy. That. It felt great, and I wanted it to keep going until I cum, but I knew it was wrong. Even so, I didn't want it to stop.After a while my conscience got the better of me and I said, "Jacqueline, stop tickling me."She said, "Why, do you give up?"I said, "No."She said, "Then why?"I said, "Cause this is not right, can't you feel where your sitting?"She said, "Of course I can silly, but it feels so good when I bounce on you."This shocked me a little. I had started to masturbate a year before, and did. In truth that should be any concubines first priority. I know we are told that taking care of our sponsors is important, but the truth is that we are off planet to reproduce and then teach the next generation of citizens. Sadly, I won't get to join in the baby boom. When I was young enough to have children, I was too devoted to money and the illusion of power, so I stayed a whore, and used chemicals to make sure that I never had a child. Now, its too late to have one of my own.Fortunately,. At the hospital, I insisted on being present for everything. Nancy and I opted not to ‘alter’ our sons in any way. Like me, they were uncircumcised. It took me a while to convince Nancy that routine circumcision was nothing more than sheer cruelty and barbarism that is visited upon young men without their consent. Thankfully, she saw the light. Our sons would grow up intact. The doctors were surprised by our decision, but I didn’t give a damn. I’m neither Jewish nor Muslim. Leave my sons bodies.