It's yours. Or at least used to be. I had your cock in my mind while I transitioned. I've worshiped that cock enough on my knees that I know every rid...e and every vein. Now you're getting to know it. You've just been fucked and now you're sucking your own cock. It's a good cock isn't it?" Ummmhhhph," is the closest that you can do in reply. Your mouth is already stuffed with the cock. There isn't enough room to breathe around it let alone talk with it in your mouth. He starts to move his hips.. The darling little slaveboy was steadily moaning now and crying again like a bitch shaking his sweet little head from side to side in his predicament.Anticipation or nervous fear is such a good thing for my boytoy and concentrates his mind so well that I made a point to taunt him and drop a few cruel and cold hints of what the next day would bring."Oh poor baby" I mocked "Awww I bet you are sorry now that you woke me up earlier"adding for effect."Oh and by the way sweetie when I wake up in the. Ushki dukan theek theek thi or under ki taraf ek or kamra tha jishe changing room bhi keh sakte hai ushne kaha ji bilkul mera toh yeh kaam hai kiske liye banana hai maine kaha mere liye woh bola theek hai aap ka nap lena padega maine kaha theek hai. Ushki dukan pe woh akela hi tha or maine sadi pehn rakhi thi ushne kaha under aajao mai under chaligayi fir ushne inch tep uthaya or bola aap ko apna sadi ka pallu hatana padega maine hata diya toh mere mote mote boobs ushke samne aagaye or chuchi. The sense of detachment she was experiencing was still all consuming. She was just an observer of her own situation and would reserve her emotional response for now. She was not free yet. Charlie and Martin entered the annex and walked straight over. They seemed rather matter-of-fact like they weren’t surprised at all in finding her trapped in the iron sex maiden. They didn’t seem to know just how difficult her fight was behind that iron mask. She had no doubts that she was lucky to be alive..