Ethan took a deep breath as his pelvis met hers, his cock pressing hard into her cervix. He wanted to pull back and push inside her again but instead,...he just enjoyed being inside her. Her body pressed to his, their lips kissing over and over again. Ethan had never felt like this before; he couldn’t tell where he stopped and she began. He felt lost in the sensations and emotions of what had just happened, or had this always been? He didn’t know; he only knew that he didn’t want it to. "You see," he said, "people do do those things and my arse will want to be licked out tonight."Helen felt physically sick at what she had been made to do as Hugo pulled her to her feet and switched on the shower to wash the piss splashes off both of them. When she had had her shower and felt clean again on the outside, Helen thought about Hugo's words about licking out his arse that coming night, and she thought about the alternative of going back to Karl's place, with his frequent violent. Robinson maintained his bland expression and made no comment or movement as the younger wife of his employer gave her husband a blow job at the dinner table. The eunuchs who were actually waiting on table cleared the main course plates without comment when the Emir had finished eating and there was a pause in the flow of food.Soon it was clear to Robinson that the Emir was about to experience an orgasm and after he did so, the butler poured another glass of wine for his master. The young. .. but can’t. The frustration. It already feels weak and submissive, all painted like a girl, dressed in its stockings and girlie things... but locking away its misallocated make genitalia amplifies its sense of submission and weakness many times. It feels impotent, helpless, pathetic. It desperately wants to relieve itself. But not only dies that make a mess of its pretty panties and stockings, it purges all of its girlie transvestite urges for a brief moment of ecstasy. When it has finished.