Ifelt her hands separating the cheeks of my bottom.Suddenly, I felt even more vulnerable."I guess you need a cavity search to teach you somemanners," ...he said."No," I gasped. No fucking way!She spit in my tightly clenched hole in answer,otherwise totally ignoring my objection. "Mmmmm," shemoaned as she penetrated me with a finger."No-honey-not this-ugh-oh-god-please-this is - ugh -serious." Her finger was making it very difficult totalk. Hell, it was making it hard to think. I couldfeel it. A very mischievous smile formed on her sly-looking face while she confidently answered his question of a few seconds earlier; her calm voice almost being overshadowed by the sudden loud thump-thump-arump sound of Ben's heartbeat which was beginning to beat rapidly "I was wondering when you were going to get around to putting two and two together. Marie Tanner doesn't really exist. It's just a phony name and identity that sounded appropriate for this new woman's body that I obtained through the. I loved to fish, so I jumped up and asked my mother if I could go.Little did I know what his real intent was at the time, but I was to find out soon. At his home that night, it came up a thunderstorm and I was disappointed that we couldn't go night fishing as we had planned. Charles fixed up a pallet on the living room floor as the storm raged outside, and the home was plunged into darkness, as power failed. He wanted to go to bed early, as there was nothing else we could do in the dark, so he. This time there were a few variations though. First off there was a clear hose running from the bottom of the bucket. The bottom of the bucket was also clear and the hose ended in a funnel, the wide end of the funnel being almost the whole of the underside of the bucket. The hose could be closed there by a simple valve. This hose he ran to the head cage where he attached it to a blow up gag. The gag was built like a pacifier with flanges at the side that blocked of the mouth and when he pumped.