Now, I wonder how she could have known that I would have females traveling with me.We piled into my trusty SUV and headed off to the grocery store. It...took us the better part of two and a half hours to get what we needed and return home. While we were gone George, my maintenance man, had pulled the camper out of the garage, got it fueled up (diesel) and checked everything out. It was parked in the cul-de-sac in front of the house so we could load it up as easily as possible. The camper, as I. He flicked one and received a whimper from 549. The opposite end of the wire was connected to a pad that he attached to her ass cheeks. After attaching the wires and giving 549 a firm slap on the ass he simply turned a dial on the device and listened to her scream. She started slow at first, but soon she was wailing uncontrollably. The guard returned to the table and lifted a long, leather whip. 549 had her eyes closed in pain, and so she was not ready for the first slash. SWISH.. It looked disgusting, making me feel like I was bathing in nasal mucus......in snot. The process went on all night, and I have to admit that I fell asleep before it was even a third completed, waking up in the morning in a bathtub that looked sickeningly gross. Even worse than the snotty appearance, which was the last thing that I remembered. But then again, it had supplied my body, and the nanites with all the nutrients and materials I needed, while giving a place to expend my excess mass and. I had been so prepared to sort of be his performer, that I was very nervous. A sort of performance anxiety perhaps. It was a relief that he was warm, and seemed nice. Also a relief that he spoke Japanese. I can read English OK, but I can’t understand a thing the gaijing say when they talk. Even after studying English the past eight years in school, and getting good grades… He was a fairly fit, older man. The hairiest man I’ve ever seen up close, for sure. But until tonight I had never seen a.