He writhed and humped to a crescendo of pure ectasy under the whips of the three women who’d see to that hanging, the seed pumping up from his noose... balls as he watched the sheer delight on the women’s faces as the hanged male jiggered and writhed in bound defeat on the rope. His turn on the rope couldn’t come soon enough, as he shot his mess in an ecstatic surrender, his shameful masochism sending the three women into a high dudgeon of contempt, their whips seeing to it that his humiliation. She looks at him as he walks up and greets him politely "Good afternoon and welcome to Sexual General Hospital. Are you here for an appointment, or are visiting a patient?"As she asks you can help but look down her blouse, as she is seated down into the floor making it almost impossible not to. You notice her patiently smiling at you till you come back to your senses. "Oh sorry, I'm here for an appointment with Dr Grace. it was supposed to be at three but I was told to come an hour early to. Was it really only two weeks before she told him she was born with maleparts?When he rang her doorbell she was almost ready. She hurried out andopened the door where she put her arms around his neck and he put hisaround her waist and pulled her closer as they kissed. She moved herbody into his that created a small urgency for both of them. He hopedthey would be able to complete that need later that night, but she knewthey would because she had decided to share her body with him no matterwhat. Brenda began to feel a little down, without knowing why; she was not exactly depressed, but troubled about something, without knowing what the "something" was.As she finished eating, she saw Reverend Paine arriving at the church next door. Brenda always felt better after meeting with Reverend Paine, who had been her pastor all of her life. He had done pre-marriage counseling for Jon and Brenda, as well as performing the ceremony, and he would often remind Brenda that he was available for her.