The reality was this:The male had been fully processed by the women; thrashed humiliated, denied, sissified and utterly broken. He is taken from his ...istress’s bedroom to a corridor where a host of grinning dominant women show him a trolley which has a sheet over it; this is wickedly whipped away to reveal a coffin. The domes delight in his facial expression as he views this. He then follows, leashed, the wicked females who wheel the coffin into a large room which is full of applauding. They talked small talk for several minutes, both women beginning to like the idea of working with this young man."Have either of you ever posed nude before?" he asked.They looked at each other, then smiled and nodded negatively."Not a problem. You're both young and attractive. I assume you're both over eighteen, but I will have to get you to sign a proof of age and consent form."Jamal and Kamon stood around looking at the various pieces of equipment while Howie pointed to the dressing room."Mr.. .. Everyone thinks they are senile.An elderly couple was celebrating their sixtieth anniversary. The couple had married as childhood sweethearts and had moved back to their old neighborhood after they retired. Holding hands, they walked back to their old school. It was not locked, so they entered, and found the old desk they'd shared, where Jerry had carved I love you, Sally.On their way back home, a bag of money fell out of an armored car, practically landing at their feet. Sally quickly. "I forgot my bra and panties", she said as she opened the bottom drawer, naturally bending over and for the first time in decades, opened displayed her very hairy cunt. It was an invitation that couldn't be ignored. Within seconds his pyjamas shorts were off and his throbbing length was level with that hairy target; he gripped her tits and shoved.She bucked, the expression on her face as registered in the mirror was one of total surprise. Her mouth opened and a gasp came forth, she flapped but.