" The building crackle of static electricity could be felt in the air , a storm was brewing. The moment they had been waiting for had arrived and was...in motion, let loose it would ravish all in its path. I felt lethargic the limbs of my body weighed heavily, my breasts aching and full with milk exceeding my daughter's needs I was constantly leaking soaking through my clothes, unable to find relief I've kept the breast pump in use, I'm desperate to find a solution to my dilemma. My mind is. He liked that it was freaky and a bit twisted and that is was adulation from an adoring fan.They talked for a few minutes more before Mason leaned forward and said, “You know Brynn, there’s a reason I didn’t want to do everything we did last week. Know why? Because I wanted to save time in case I decided to give you something very special.”Then, he just looked at me. Wasn’t he going to tell me what it was? He grinned but still didn’t speak. He seemed to love the teasing and torture of that. Alistair wanted to see Taylor piss in front of a crowd, correctly guessing how degrading that would be for her, and sent Rachael to find a glass bowl for her to urinate in. Then they all watched Taylor kneel over the bowl, blushing, refusing to piss, as Rachael alternately kissed her on the lips, made her drink full bottles of beer, and slapped her tits painfully as punishment. Finally Taylor couldn't hold it any more and began to wet herself in front of everyone, her eyes scrunched closed in. Here I was a straight male that was now getting off on being her gay slave boy. It was fun and it wasn't a real cock so we kept going with it but just the two of us until..... Guess who shows up in town. AdamAs she said , god gave him a great dick but not much of a brain. At one point I said we trust each other and he only here for a few weeks. She said it sounded hot but know. Before I could ask why, she said I don't think you could handle it and she had a point. But that if I was.