Problem was his skin was crawling from the shock that he'd just received."Yes! I see that you are far stronger than I had hoped for! Yours will be the...perfect container for me! Now be a good little boy and DIE!" The Doctor's voice was screaming at him. Still fighting Alan had actually grasped another rung further up but movement was becoming harder and harder. Looking up he saw that he was several feet from the opening.Dropping his head Alan looked at the floor. If I fall he thought, I am dead,. " No, please don't stop! Please." I regain my control and grab her arms, pinning both of her wrists above her head with one hand. She feels dominated for a moment and wriggles around in frustration. I smile, enjoying watching. Her tits bounce as she moves, her hips arched and she moans, " Please...please...John. Make me your slut. Please." Jenny took a deep and audible inhale of breath, her eyes went wide open and her mouth dropped. My big cock is pointed straight up at her like an arrow, the. She then made herself comfortable in one of the chairs and motioned for me to have a seat in one of the others, which I did. "Would you please be so kind as to read what you wrote out loud for me?" She did not look up from her tablet. She expected me to read it. So this is what I read.----------Growing up in a newish subdivision in the late ‘60’s early ‘70’s I now know I probably did many sexual things before I even knew what sex was. It all started The summer between 5th and 6th grade when two. So I made up an account and wrote a story that I thought you would like. A couple days later you wrote a comment on the story I wrote. Do you know what you wrote?”“What was the name of the story?” I asked.“It was called, ‘I’m my sister’s pee whore.”“Omg!” I said, “is that the story about the sister selling her sister out for others can pee on her?”“That’s the one. And You wrote, I wish my twin sister would dominate me like the sister in your story did, it was a great story.”“Please don’t tell.