"I nodded, still sobbing into her side as the nurse, Lisa, I guess, came back in with a syringe. I gave her an arm and she swabbed it clean, then inje...ted me with something.***Back in the gray and foggy dreamland the wound on my backside didn't seem to bother me as much. I couldn't understand someone who would do that to another person. I mean, why? Why would he carve me up, just for a few moment's thrill? Did he hate me that much? I had no idea who he was, but he had obviously known me. Did. Thank you Sir.’ Master moved Amy out of the way and took her place between slut’s legs. Amy took Master’s cock and guided it to the chosen entrance. He pushed inside. The liquids only helping a little, the pain lit up sluts mind, but still she pushed back to allow the entrance of the hard hot flesh. Tears and sweat crossed her cheeks as her forehead pressed on the carpet until he was fully embedded. ‘So tight! So stretched! So good to be filled! So full! So full of cock! Cock up my bottom! Cock. I could tell that she was shocked. Finally she said, "I'll do it. I know the job means a lot to you, and besides we can’t last long with you unemployed."I jumped up and kissed her, "Oh honey, you don't have to do it if you don't want to, I don't want you to do it if you feel you can't."She smiled a little shakily at me and said, "Baby, we don't have much of a choice. I know how hard it'll be for you to start from scratch again. No, I'll go for it as long as you can stand it too."I could hear. If she was dumping him, he wanted to make sure she’d never forget him! He wanted this time to be so good that every time she slept with Brewster Hingston, Jr., she’d be thinking of him. Lying between Yvonne’s slim thighs, he captured her erect clit with his lips. ‘Ah!!! My God!!!’ Yvonne wailed. Her hips arched off the bed and her hands pulled at the bed covers, then her body went rigid and she began to quiver. He heard the high, keening wail that signaled the start of Yvonne’s orgasm and felt.