Parts of cars and junk was everywhere. We carefully worked our way to the rear of the garage and found the room. I was surprised at how quiet it was i... the room considering the noise from passing cars and people just outside. The room was dark with no window. There was an old Army cot against the wall covered with old blankets. Small TV, electric coffee pot and a cupboard with some food in it. A large opened bag of dry dog food was partially spilled on the floor. It looked as if Claw slept here. I screamed as she inserted two of herfingers inside me. She told me to be quiet and that I would soon learnto love it. When she finished, she guided me over to and down on thepenis. I felt it touch and then press on my sphincter muscle. As Iapplied more pressure, my sphincter muscle started to open. It felt likeI was being torn in half then all of a sudden it just slide in.With that Mistress Anne put restraining straps around my chest, arms andlegs. Being impaled, I couldn't give much. I had taken to spending the majority of my days in Nevada and hopping home to Park City in the late afternoon. I had been modifying one of the original MRIs used in the deja vu study in my lab, doubling the power output and focus by creating a three-dimensional layer of magnetic actuators. It looked something like a giant white sarcophagus. I had crawled inside, working on the hand-held controller that would eventually allow me to operate it while inside the tube.“Playing around with some. But, once she’d eased herself away from me and headed to the bathroom, I watched her.Her T-shirt had rucked up exposing an exquisite ass in pale yellow cotton panties - a developing teardrop with dance-toned buttocks that moved sensuously. Being an ass lover, I’d admired, unashamed, then shook myself. I was here to protect her, not take advantage of her!As the miles melted away, I had the image of her incredible butt in my mind. I couldn’t get rid of it.Just before five in the afternoon, we.