Schneider shook his head slightly, indicating a terse 'no'. Bob tried to sound convincing when he said:"I feel like throwing up." By all means, Robert... The Suit will administer fluids to balance the losses, nothing to worry."Bob gave up, and started taking deep breaths with practiced self-discipline, forcing himself into a state of serene calmness. It was part of a well-rehearsed checklist, and quite contrary to his human, innate instinct of fear.He ventured a look at the low-hung ceiling; the. I should have had tears running down my face, my eyes were dry and a smile was on my face, i was a passenger in my own body now.The woman laughed once she was finished giving a hard flick to my over stimulated dick making it feel like it was cut. The woman continued to giggle as she grabbed my dick squeezing it roughly as she shoved the tip of her long finger nail into my piss slit. The pain was unbearable, but more wonton moans kept coming out of me as my body just laid there and take it."now. It tastes like Daddy is using my mouth as his urinal. It fills up but I don't swallow, I can't swallow until I'm told to. I feel a string get tied around my cage and balls. My ear plug is removed, "You can only swallow if this string is pulled, like this." He pulls the string and I swallow his delicious pee, "Good girl. Now don't leave a mess" I nod, I know what he means. If I cum I have to clean it up but I can't when bound like this, so I can't cum. He knows how much I'll want to but I must. I was licking from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock, coming to very close to his hairy asshole at times- so I flicked at hit exploratorily with my tongue. This made him cum almost immediately, big gobs of thick white spunk depositing themselves on his stomach which I eagerly lapped up.After a couple of minutes he said "why don't you mince off into the kitchen and fetch me a beer". I did as told, mincing as effeminately as I could. As he drank his beer I amused myself playing with.