I somehow knew this wouldn’t be the last time something like that would happen, i wasn’t to wait much longer to find outIt was three weeks later w...en i made sure i was about when sue came for her daily routine looking after mum , sue seem very pleased to see me again, once again she went straight up stairs to mother, i could hear her chatting to mother even if mother couldn’t chat back, but i heared what i was hoping tohera“would you like your lovely son to help us wash you again?” my heart. Moving his body off my butt and onto my thighs, his feverish hands now began to squeeze and grasp my butt cheeks harder and harder. It was as if he was about to tear my flesh off me and consume it in some or other demonic ritual. As my gasps became grunts, he tormented my pucker by pushing his thumbs into my hole and pulling my lips open.Next, he commenced pouring oil down my yearning cavity. Moving his body onto me his throbbing cock pulsed in my crevice, signalling its imminent invasion. As. “Where are you?” she pleaded as she shuffled along.“By the time machine!”Charise paused. “Oh… fuck.”She rounded a corner and emerged in a space occupied by Dunlop’s ‘baby’, the invention he dubbed, “The Chrono-Jump Chamber.”It was an old refrigerator.Charise crossed her arms. “Trying this again today, are we?”Dunlop busied himself adjusting knobs and flicking levers affixed to the sides of the refrigerator. On the top was an array of electrical circuits and tubes with coils of wires that led. “He’s stumbling in a circle, Master,” Zanyia shouted. “Just stand up, turn to your left.”I listened to her, standing up. I focused on my senses. My hearing felt so sharp. I inhaled, smelling unwashed body and rust, mixed with the tang of steel. Armor creaked before me. Foots thrashing. Heavy breathing.“Three steps forward,” Zanyia shouted.I did, taking larger steps. I had to swallow my fear. I had to embrace the uncertainty. My back throbbed. My belly ached. Blood coated me. My limbs trembled..