I had spared him the castration only because I had decided to accept Greg Masterson's offer to lease Jenkins from me and put him through a very humili...ting sexual therapy program that I, as his owner, could monitor and make changes to from time to time.Then I thought about the two boys and wondered if I should be more lenient with them. I remembered some lines from an old Shakespeare Play about the 'quality of mercy'. First I did an internet lookup, discovered the name of the play, looked for a. He started to fuck me slowly, clearly enjoying every second of my pussy gripping onto his cock, wanting to make it last as long as possible. His cock was rubbing every spot of my walls, every spot that created pleasure, and even though he was moving slowly, I could already feel my first orgasm starting to build deep inside me.“Fuck, just like that. I’m already close,” I managed to moan. He looked at me surprised.“Holy fuck, already? We just started. Do you want me to keep going like this?” He. And contrary to her mother's expectation that Judith would unerringly reject such foulness and hedonism, she had developed an appetite for it. And her alter ego of Superslut fully intended to satisfy that appetite.If only she had the courage to actually do something about it.In the meantime she had her religious duties to observe. At least they kept her busy when she wasn't studying."Yes, I'll accompany you," she told Linus after the JWSoc meeting.It had been another excruciating debate, led by. She suddenly seemed so pretty and alluring. She seemed so…kissable. Then I thought about the situation at hand. There were many other seats available, but she sat next to me. Was this… a sign? Was she attracted to me. My head went back to the screen, and I read the words, ‘Be confident and don’t miss an opportunity.’ I let my hand drift and touch her arm. The touch seemed unexpected to her, but she allowed it, and put her hand on mine. Don’t miss an opportunity, I thought. I looked at her and.