Entering ever so quietly I slink under the covers from by his feet and quietly crawl up his cock and begin to gently lick.He farts and asks what time ...s it bitch and I tell him the exact time knowing he would ask.He tells me to lick his ass and I'mjust glad it is clean because it wouldn't matter any way. I am not allowed to refuse, disobey or have limits.Tough to live I'll tell you that.He doesn't seem to want pussy this morning and instead builds up to a vicious skull fuck that leaves my hair. I felt my ass dilating and burning and he had only put on the chapel. A last effort and with a decisive and painful blow made him enter for good. I screamed with pain and Gennaro shut my mouth: "shut up, you little bitch who can hear us outside". He began to move slowly and little by little the pain gave way to pleasure. I watched in the mirror, as if it were in a film, the big bald and hairy man who sank his blows on a thin, adolescent, unripe body, that body was me, Paoletta. Gennaro became. ”He turned toward the Council seated at the table at the front of the chambers. They were shaking their heads.“Any questions from the audience?” Cal asked.A man rose from his seat.“I heard that the northeast quadrant of the city would get cable TV outta this,” he said.“That’s right,” Cal said, “and natural gas pipelines, too.”A number of the audience erupted in cheers.“I’ve got a question,” a woman’s voice rang out.It was Jennifer Davis. She stood up and faced the TV camera that was in the back. Temporary compliance could be achieved in just a few days given a receptive host: something he'd determined early in the refinement process.Many years ago, he'd taken a shine to Marianne, a waitress in a trendy London restaurant. She'd rebuffed his clumsy advances, leaving him aroused and needy. Returning the following day, he approached her in his car as she finished her shift and tranquilised her before she could raise the alarm. He'd established a makeshift laboratory in a disused warehouse.