There’s part of you that doesn’t want to be distracted by a traditional type relationship, and I’m that way too. Luke’s helped me realize that... and now I know about it it’s just a part of what I am, and not a bubble of scared ignorance choking me and making me think I’m abnormal. I owe him.’ ‘We all owe him. We’ve discovered something about ourselves as well as each other, and since we don’t go out on the pull, we’ll have this with each other, once in a while, till one of us meets a guy who’s. I started to reach for the man to try to pull him off but one of his friendsstopped me and said "That wouldn't be a good idea" He continued to pump his cock in and out ramming his hips forward and backseemly harder each time. He suddenly stopped and clenched his buttocks as heejaculated into her raw ravaged pussy. He leaned his head back and let outa howl as he sprayed his sperm into her again and again. When he pulled hislimp cock our of her cunt a stream of cum ran out and dribbled down her. Over the next few of months they tried to operate on me, but every time they even attempted to touch my spine or open me up, my vital signs took a nose dive and I almost died, they could not even fuse my spine, the doctors thought it likely they might be able to do something in a few months when some of the trauma subsided, so they strapped me to a flat plank, so I was unable to hurt myself, who were they kidding I was unable to move anything but my head and then it was only a partial. Hell, I was a slut now! And I was getting even wetter at these thoughts. As soon as he gave me the receipt and I left, I headed for the nearest public toilets; I was so turned on I had to relieve myself. I picked out the medium sized dildo and fucked myself there in the toilet, imagining that it was my master, and at my moment of orgasm thanking him for making me buy the toys, only to be cursing him once I was done and the awful reality of what I was to become was hitting me.(Part Three)Until.