Also, your keen insight helpedme see certain errors common in my writing. Finally, I thank you all for givingme someone to blame if this story is rece...ved poorly. Previous JerryO'Connell stories:TheObject of His AffectionOneMan's Art: - The O'Connell Chronicles The Dinner Party - The O'ConnellChronicles Chapter 1 The members of the Croquet and LawnBowling Club arrived at the mansion at precisely six o'clock in the eveningdressed in formal evening attire. Greeting them in the main foyer was. "Then she saw the broad grin on my face, I couldn't believe that she fellfor it, she must have been drunker than I thought! "PIG," she screamed atme pummelling my chest, "you absolute PIG." All I could do was laugh andsoon she was giggling away in my arms. Tears of laughter streaming downher face she snuggled into me and kissed me. "Oh and thanks" I waspuzzled as to what I'd done, she must have seen that because she carriedon,"for undressing me, hanging up my clothes, taking my make up off and. However deep down he sensed every indignity of his situation. Squeezedinto those tiny panties, sheathed in nylons, fastened into a bra, andzipped into a horror of a midnight blue taffeta dress, which squeezedhis upper body in a unremitting feminine embrace, but at the same timealso poofed out beneath in an explosion of layers of utterly humiliatingpetticoats.He was glad to have his friend Dale closer, and he felt he'd ratherbravely squashed the most painful feelings of humiliation being seen. I was whipped 10 times before the gag was removed from my mouth again.Please stop.Try again faggot. The gag went back in and I was hit even harder 20 times before the gag was taken back out.Next time its 30.Shaking with fear and pain reluctantly opened my mouth. 2 hands grabbed the back of my head as I felt the the tip of a cock on my chin. It was like a warm potato. Open was girl. The voice said.The cock started slowly going in and out. I thought to myself ok this might not be so bad. But how.