Lieutenant Yamaji? Lieutenant? Kazuhiro opened his eyes. Dreaming again? He hadnt slept in over forty hours, ever since reporting in. He kept drifting...off into a dream about that night in the hotel, after the wedding. Im sorry, he said, clearing his throat. What were we saying? We were reminding you, said the Tribunal, of your place. You are a valuable asset, Lt. Yamaji, but you are just an asset. You get your orders, and you follow them. Right now your orders are to be in this room talking. The knotty rope of pain and pleasure boundhim to that spot, as he cried and moaned out, wanting it to stop, butalso wanting it to never end. Tears were in his eyes. He lost track ofhow many spanks his da-Marcus had given him. He couldn't think clearlyenough to keep track.And then, it stopped. Nathan's body went limp, as he panted, huffing inexertion. "Aww... looks like I couldn't quite get you to make stickiesjust like that. Too bad," Marcus said, a childish tone of disappointmentin his words.. I pushed him back with my hands because the pain was nothing like I ever felt, it was like having a huge shit going in the opposite direction. He said he would not hurt me and to try again, he knew I was a virgin and it would take time. He started to push in again and a yelled ‘Oh my God stop!” He said sshhhh, bend over more. I pushed back again, he told me to give him back the $50 bucks. I said let try it one more time, I needed the money. He rubbed more lube on his cock and that was it. He. "With a practiced grace he took off his shirt to let the pendulousmelons beneath swing free. "But just cause they're fake, doesn't makeme any less of a man, sweetie." They're fake?" Uh, yeah? We can't all be as naturally stacked as Arnold." Hegiggled. "Or that slutty guy from your office. I got them put in whenI was like, 16. Same as most guys, I guess. You like my big pillowytits, baby?" They're great!" I gushed. He blushed. I guess in this world boob jobtechnology had come a long way. "And.