Beatrice had been an android all along. This was the wreckage of a machine whose technological sophistication far exceeded anything that could be manu...actured in the Solar System. The skeleton that supported the body was made from a stronger and denser material than bone and was intricately interlaced with nanocarbon circuitry. And when her eye fell out of its socket, Paul could see the same complex network of machinery inside her skull.But even though he now knew he'd been deceived and that. Once more, in spite of myself, I felt my dick swelling. The sensation disappeared almost immediately as she turned the clip to 120 degrees."Argghh!" I yelled."One twenty degrees," intoned the Sergeant. "Again."I had nowhere else to look other than the close up of my now purple and heavily veined balls. The hand appeared and yanked the clip to the 270 degrees."Nooooooooooooooo! Please!" I screamed. The pain was incredible — it felt like my balls were being ripped off. Up to now a part of me had. A trick to look taller was lowering the doublet skirt waistline to give the illusion of elongated trunk, while raising the hemline to reveal more leg. From the 1340's to the 1360's, hems rose to mid-thigh. When a man sat down or mounted his horse, there was a clear view up his hose. The Parson in "Canterbury Tales" criticizes these garments for their revealing nature:The codpiece, a triangular piece of fabric tied at the three corners, or stitched at the bottom and tied at the top, was invented. At that point, I was limp like a cloth doll. For a moment after my climax, I was relaxed and hadnt a thought in the world. Then it was like my brain was switched back on and pushed into overdrive. I remembered that I was supposed to be hating this, that I should have been fighting him. I remembered that I was being raped, and I wasnt supposed to like it. One moment I was having the most earth-shattering climax of my existence, the next I felt like crawling into a hole from the shame. He saw.