I looked up at him in anguish, tears rolling down my face and drool pooling on the floor from my open sobbing mouth. ?Please Lewis. Please Master. ...lease let me go Sir. Please don’t do this to me. I don’t deserve this treatment. Please let me free. Let me start again somewhere else. You have won. You have beaten me. Let me go please Sir. I can’t live like this. I can’t cope with this humiliation Sir. I am a man. I am a successful man with my whole life ahead of me. All my dreams,. "Do what she says, you little faggot," he growled. I knelt. Biff moaned quietly but didn't argue as Janice reached down,unzipped his pants and slid his cock out. It was enormous, long,hard and... and wet as it dangled inches from my face. Holdinghis cock in her left hand, she reached around behind my head withher other hand and pushed me forward until the head of his cockwas resting against my lips. "Open," she told me. I shook my head, trying not to breath. "Do it," Biff. She almost wept when she discovered that her calves were clean. She checked every inch of the skin for any blemish or rash, but it was all as flawless as ever. All the same, she was far from being safe, as she soon remembered. The disease was real, and considering her exposure to it, she probably was infected. Quarantined in a small shed nearby, her best friend, Karen, was dying from it. The dog from her nightmare was also real, roaming the surrounding forest, primed to lash out at anyone it. All the time after myparents had died, I had pictured being taken away and put where Ididn't want to go. Now was the moment of truth.We walked into the lounge and I could see, sat on the settee were a manand a woman. The woman looked quite nice and she was quite old, about30 I would say and she was smiling. The man was a bit older and hewasn't smiling. He looked very officious and had a clipboard in hishand.The lady smiled and said enquiringly, 'Katie?''That's me,' I said in a small voice.'Sit.