"He wasn't my boss, but I didn't want to belittle the guy. He was a doc and did help a lot of people. I sat on a gurney and pulled up my pant leg. He ...sked me to unbuckle the leg and looked under my sock at the stub. He nodded and said, "Doing good. What is it, two, three, four years?"I nodded, "A little over three now."He was looking at my prosthesis and pointed at it. "Well, well, this guy's been in a scrape before. He's got a round buried in the metal. I'll bet that showered you with little. Each Patti would normally deliver about a teaspoon full each time it would release, but they usually carried enough for about five shots. It was rare for them to have more than that but sometimes they did. It was also modestly rare for the Patti to have a single release of the full load.My Patti eased off me as and slipped to be at my side, I drew my legs back together. I was feeling a bit confused and beginning to realize I now had a full, double load of the very thick and sticky cum inside. Without turning around, as he walked in front of me, he said: ?Let everyone enjoy the sight of your big breasts. I love showing off my big breasted slave to others. You shameless mesu buta. And from now on your name is mesu buta.? That's the Japanese word for a female pig. Sometimes he seemed gentle and understanding, sometimes cruel and ruthless. Sometimes I felt maybe he was schizophrenic.We walked over a distance of a few blocks and every block was scattered with Chinese dressed in. I refined my understanding and control using her body as my laboratory, and what a laboratory it was. My manipulation of the electrical signals of her body was so complete that by the time they were state champions, I knew Sierra's body well enough that I could get her to start cumming, then put a block in place that would prevent her from completing her orgasm leaving her on edge, begging me to let her finish.Of course being only fifteen made me cruel and I would leave her that way until she.