Her teeth brushed up against his cock on the way out. “No teeth!” Liam yelled for the first time. Sophia began to really cry and sob now. She star...ed begging incoherently “No please! Don’t make me do it. It’s so gross! I can’t! I’m gonna throw up!”Liam grew tired of her excuses. The conditioning was over. Now was the time for punishment. He grabbed a handful of her hair and forced his cock into her mouth. He could still only make it about three inches into her mouth before she began to gag. But. Either the painkillers they had me on were working or I was feeling better. I opened my eyes and they focused slowly on the red hair and freckled face of Jordan Grant.“Damn,” I said. “I was getting used to beautiful women waking me up.”“You’re welcome,” he said. “I assume that was a thank you for saving your wretched hide Sunday.”“It was,” I moaned. “And for saving Riley.”“That was an unexpected bonus. She is one hot...” he broke off. “Sorry. Strictly business. I thought you’d like to know what. .. people? Don't answer that! Do you like having us here?" Well, sure!" There you go then. Everything should work out great. The rest is just details. Let me know if you have any questions." With that she walked back to her cabin, printouts unfurling in the light breeze. I never did get a look at them.Now I fully realized what I had been doing for the last few years. I was hiding from women and obviously that was the right thing to do. I wondered if I put ice on my ankle more often I might be. Plus I feel I am open to any suggestions when it comes to sex." Linda sat down, and her little speech was applauded warmly.Then Hans rose. "I am Hans, married to Linda. I am 47 years old and my fantasies go towards domination. I dream of enslaving women to my will, prolonged sessions of mild spanking mostly with my hands, role-playing, and making a woman surrender to my wishes even if they sometimes are unusual."Hans was applauded too. Then Linda looked round. "Who is next? Anybody volunteer?".