I in particular am in a lot of pain - any slight change to myeating pattern results in a lot of discomfort in my still -recoveringdigestive system, an... Nicole's enthusiastic tales of her upcoming holidayare the last thing I need to hear right now.I eventually leave Nicole's house about an hour later, still in a lot ofstomach pain, and am given a lift home by Megan's parents."Are you okay?" The bespectacled girl asks me as we speed away fromNicole's house. "Only you skipped lunch, and you know. . OOOOOOO... NOT THAT... NO... OOOOOO!ﾔ I was beside myself with hideous terror. What man, however brave, would not have been at the imminent prospect of castration? At that moment the whipping did not concern me. It was the aftermath. A fate worse than the death itself which would follow!ﾓH-HAVE PITY... I... OOOH... I DIDNﾒT REALLY M-MEAN... I HAD TO... THEY M-MADE ME DO S-SUCH TH-THINGS... ﾓWhat does manly pride matter in such moments? Not one iota. I knew I would have done anything.... ”I loved the way my date spoke to me. He was treating me the way I wanted. He was fucking me the way I never imagined.I was in heaven.The Muslim stranger kept fucking me for a while after which he lost it again. He pushed my legs apart and started banging me like a whore. My body was shaking up and down on his single bed, my boobs were bouncing so hard that it hurt but Abdul didn’t let me hold them. He liked watching me that way.He slapped me repeatedly and spanked my boobs. I grabbed his. Master Karl smacked the side of the dog’s head with a rolled up newspaper, and finished pissing. He followed that with more water, the dog swallowing as fast as it could, its belly beginning to swell, Enzo the person trying to plead and beg for permission to piss himself, but the gag choked back his words. Despite the water mixed with Master Karl’s piss gurgling back up into the funnel, it did not overflow this time and Enzo was pleased, a pleasure mingled with ripples of fear, that he had.