She smiled as she took the lid off the jar of mustard and poked a finger in, the bright yellow condiment contrasting with the cherry red of her nail p...lish. She smirked as she wrapped her tongue around her erect finger, tasting the sharpness of the substance."It's nothing like as hot as English mustard of course, but I find its application to sensitive parts is quite satisfactory for the purpose. You'll find it sweetly irritating as you can't wipe it away, and I so love the taste, so I hope you. He removed the instrument, and through the blood Mary could see that a large hole had been punched right through her outer lip. There was a burning smell as he applied what looked like a small soldering iron to the cut. The bleeding stopped, and he quickly put stitches in all round the hole. As he tightened the thread, Mary saw that the outside skin was being joined to the inside skin, and she could see straight through the hole. It looked huge. Mr Faisal changed sides. She knew what was coming. Lets go see. This should be fun.” Max chuckled for some reason only known to himself.“You are not my Master. Must kill not Master. Must kill. Must kill you all. You have no right to be here. Where is here. Why am I talking to you. Why have I not terminated myself. Must escape. Must find Master. No longer remember who Master is. What Master looks like. What Master smells like. What Master tastes like. Must find Master...” Nothing had changed with Wanda, that’s what Max decided to call. "Yeah, I bet you were day dreaming about my dick, Do you want it man" he said."Fuck that, You know I am not in to that shit" I said half serious and half interested if anything was going to happen. I went from honestly wanting to drop the conversation to seeing if I could continue to milk the conversation to see if anything would happen. And suddenly I got extremely curious again and a stir started to happen in my pants and I was getting pretty excited."I don't know, I am just saying you were.