“I will as soon as you tell me what I want to hear.” She smiled because she knew that I couldn’t hold out much longer. “You know that I can’... talk like that! I couldn't even say the word sex until I was 17! Please, you already know that I just want you- I don’t care what you do, but as long as it’s you, I’ll be living a dream come true.” She finally closed the space between us, but she still wouldn’t touch me. Her arms crossed, clearly not about to give up that easily. “How is it that you feel. But, I reminded myself that Nick never did anything thoughtlessly or selfishly, at least with me. If he was reviewing these events and times of my past, it must have something to do with a thought process forming in his mind, something he was working out or wanted to understand better, or to eliminate a potential of misunderstanding or assumption. Then, he got quiet. I looked over at him and saw his face seemed to be a reflection of thought and concentration. There was something going on inside. My arms are aching now, my mouth is filled with rubber cock, my cunt and ass with slippery glass cocks and I can't move. I sting from the attentions of the crop and I need to come very badly indeed.A thud brings me back to life again, I must have dozed for a minute, it's then I realise that my 'fillers' have come out. I lost concentration and stopped clenching and all the juices had expelled them onto the floor with a thud which wakened me. I try not to panic and struggle to try and free myself. ”I walked into my office and noticed it had been slightly remodeled and there was a couch on the far wall. My knees became weak and a smile crossed my face. Sitting on the couch was Megan, dressed in a tight-fitting green dress. Her hair was flowing down her shoulders and her green eyes sparkled like that first night in the restaurant.She stood and walked past me. I heard the door shut and the lock being pushed in. Megan appeared before me and just stood there looking into my eyes.“I.