After 3 pegs they are not I’m control as the alcohol started working and then the real torture started for me not from him but from his wife she bec...me so cruel that I even didn’t expect she asked me to lie on the floor and started beating me with belt on my chest then she suddenly stopped and sit on my face and started to pour urine in my mouth and ordered me to drink I drank like a water he is laughing by seeing me then came real twist she took candle from bag and tied my hands and legs so. “What’s wrong with her?” I asked mom.“I don’t know. She’s been a little distracted this morning.” My balls twitched and warmed. Later that afternoon Whitney found me and asked me if I wanted to hypnotize her again. She said that the sessions were relaxing and she felt good afterward. Who was I to say no?She was in a trance quickly and I was feeling confident enough that I went straight to what was on my mind. “Did you dream about your teacher?”“Yes.”“What did he teach you?”“Sex. He taught. Helen parted her legs, gave a gentle sigh, and her back arched. Her eyes opened in sleepy pleasure, and she smiled as she saw Penn, then they closed as the veins pulsed more strongly, and she slumped, the smile becoming one of relief.Jane regarded him curiously, then she languidly reached into her shift, and pulled out a pendulous breast."She's food now", she stated simply, and, as she held her breast, she began to let down, and white droplets of milk pulsed from her nipple. The veins pulsed. “Clean my cock off, slut.” Without even a moment's hesitation, I get to work sucking her cock clean. The taste of my asshole lingers on that dick along with her tasty cum. I slurp and suck on her pole as a few more ropes of cum fill my mouth. Swallowing every last drop, she pats me on the head. “Good girl.”She finally unties my bindings. My arms and legs collapse onto the ground. “Now go get yourself cleaned up and all pretty. I expect you to be wearing one of those outfits you’ve ordered…”.