"Take your clothes off!", he ordered."What???" The abrupt change to the harsh voice startled her; she stood and stared at him for a moment.His voice r...turned to its gentle tone; "It's all part of the therapy, Tonya... I told you I'd be strict, didn't I?"Yeah...", she said, weakly, as she disrobed.The Doctor pointed to the table."Get on it! NOW!"Tonya realized that she had to get on the table, and she complied. As soon as she had laid face-down, the Doctor put his hand on her back, pushing down. A hidden secret spot I thought of as mine. At least I thought I was invisible, thought it was secret but another thought so as well.I was engrossed in watching the cormorant fishing below me in the slightly damp mist - watching him twist the just-caught flatfish to the point where he could swallow breakfast. When the hands touched my shoulders I nearly had a heart attack with shock. The runner recoiled and said softly "Sorry - I thought you had heard me."She stood in the growing light of the. Something that frightened her and she did not understand the reason why. Her worry for Meg, she well understood the cause and only hoped that her child's heart would not be broken."Christine, now that is another matter entirely. On the day of her wedding, I thought I was free of worrying over her, but how can I not worry? I believe her husband has no idea of her past, but I do not know for certain what he knows. Merde! Christine does not even know her past completely. I tried to tell myself. "My voice trails off. Because I know what's coming next, and I just hateit. I'm on my knees in front of this big guy I just met, and his cock isinches from my face. It's ten inches long if it's an inch, and thick.And god help me, my begging him to stop is just making it harder andthicker.I want to stop talking and just get this over with. I hate being fuckedup the ass, I absolutely hate it. It hurts every single time, and I'venever had to take anyone this big. I wish I wasn't here. I wish I.