“Your place is right here, taking my orders like a proper pet, bent over and begging for a rough fuck with a damn smile on your face without giving ...e any fucking trouble, understand?” You ended your question by giving me another welt on the other thigh, and I let out a whimpered and muffled “Yes” in reply, your fingers still delving into my throat, my breathing ragged. You smile, and nuzzle into the back of my neck, licking at the wounded flesh, sliding your fingers out of my. “I grew up inNew York, married a doctor then divorced his cheating,lying, and useless ass and wound up homeless andbroke.”Although I didn’t she ask she told me of how DoctorDirt-bag, as she called him, was banging his nurse onthe side and how she caught them in his car one nightand how she tossed him out on his ass and then allabout the long, bitter court battle and how she losteverything, the real bombshell came at the end of herstory.“His nurse was a man…and my. ............................................................................................................................................................My Dearest Nicholas,I can't wait until Friday to learn more of your sojourn on that Greek island and what you got up to with your youthful companion! To tell the truth, I had you as bi from that time we first met at the choral concert. Don't get me wrong: I don't have a problem with that. In the same way, I imagine you aren't the sort of. It looked like I'd be feeding my children the natural way as Ifelt my chest start to fill up with the milk that I would need to nurse mybabies.So it continued like that, with my fertile womb growing ever bigger, andthe milk jugs on my chest swelling larger as the seconds passed. I had longsince lost sight of my feet, and my back had begun to ache from the extraweight.A few minutes later, it was over. My distended belly was likely carrying alarge set of triplets, at the least, and I had a big.