Even though it is not allowed I went to my boss toask not to work with her further. My boss was furious. She grabbed me bythe hand and marched me over...to my tormentress. In front of her shesaid, "You apologize right now for asking to not work on Mrs. A_. Sherequest you personally and this is how you repay her? Shame."I apologized in my most abject manner. "Louder so whole shop can hear,"she commanded. Red with shame I complied. Mrs. A_ smiled. She was likelythinking of her next abuse. Mrs. A_. In my mind I did not want to be torn or injured so I tried my best not to struggle. I was so terrified that I just laid their as they held me generally. The brute took his time allowing me to get used to his enormous member lodged in my anus, for this I am thankful. Very excruciatingly slow he slid his mammoth shaft back and forth allowing my sphincter to get used to being stretched to it's limits. I whimpered and moaned with the slightest movement of his tremendous appendage, I tried to hook. But it was a cold blustery day, and he only had one arm. I had pulled up to the traffic light, and for a moment, time stood still. I watched this man as he slowly made his way up the sidewalk, with his one working arm he would push the wheel on his chair propelling himself forward, then reach over across himself and push the other side of the chair to correct his heading, and push it again. I sat there wondering, ‘why would anyone in their right mind even do that?’ Obviously he had done this. He rubbed it against his cheekand stripped quickly. He stepped into the body suit and pulled it upslowly, letting it rub against his skin. His blood began to flow downward.Pulling it up and straightening the straps, he watched himself in themirror. He pulled the garter up over his thigh and straightened the lace,checking himself again in the mirror. He rubbed over his half-hard cock andbit his lip. By the time he appeared before her, he was bulging in hispretty new outfit.She was sitting on the.