He took his flaccid cock in his hands and flayed it back and forth. "Now be a good little girl and open up," Butch commanded while running the knife t...rough Lydia's hair. Lydia closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Jim stepped forward and motioned his cock into Lydia's small mouth. Instantly, Lydia gagged. Jim's cock was sickening, tasting of sweat and filth. It had a fishy smell, that grew more intense as he slammed his member deeper into her orifice. It wasn't quite erect, which meant Jim's. ***By now, I judged Justine had earned her first outfit of 'outer'clothing.As she was spending all her time in the flat, cooking, cleaning andwashing, so she would need to dress appropriately. A maid's outfitseemed appropriate to me, so that's what she got... A short black nylondress, featuring a low cut tight bodice with cap sleeves and a veryshort flared skirt, supported by a white frothy underskirt. The outfitwas finished off with a tiny white apron and plain 4 1/2" stiletto heelshoes in. At least at the start. Sometimes my fantasy gets more intense and 'rough' towards the end. But it almost always takes place in or around the water." This was the first time I had ever admitted this to anyone."That's kind of like mine." She said. "Mine sometimes involves a bathtub full of bubbles." She said.I noticed that her nipples had begun to stir. I could see them beginning to stand up and point through her top."How about another beer?" I said."Sure." She answered, as she took the last. Look, why don’t we drive to Cowes Parade, we can have a drink in The Fountain and I’ll show you the biggest Union Jack in the world… maybe we’ll even catch a liner going by.’ It’s dark now though only about half five… * * * She is holding me in her arms: ‘What do you need to tell me?’ I am not a man anymore – I have regressed. ‘I don’t want you to hurt me… I want you to love me… why do you want to hurt me?’ I sob out. ‘You’re safe now.’ She holds me tighter and I keep crying but the crying is.