I had no one that could authenticate that for me at the time when it had happened either.What had been only moments ago a very hard, very stiff rod of...fleshy-steel, suddenly drooped, falling, even slapping against the side of the glass box as neither girl had made any attempt to catch it. And then just like a snake again, retreating back into its hideaway, I watched the rapidly dwindling behemoth slide up the wall, and then disappear back into its hidey-hole once again.Once more the girls stood. My full hips and sexy shaven legs completed the picture and I couldn’t help thinking of the gorgeous women in drawings by John Persons and Devin Dickie. I actually was one of those black cock whores from the cuckold and interracial comics I had enjoyed before my life was taken over by Master.Master handed me a wad of toilet paper and told me to clean up my tears and calm down. His threatening look told me to get myself put together quickly or face a beating. Sniffling and sobbing I quickly. In the course of our debate the design changed subtly but by the conclusion of our discussions we had an agreement on the work to be carried out and, I was pleased to say, an expectation of a completed device before the end of the week. I was also, I must confess, delighted by the enthusiasm that all I spoke with felt for the project.Madame Genoux, however, proved less tractable when I outlined my requirements. "M'ssieur, this is most irregular. I do not normally consider that the products of. I stood stock still, frightened somethingterrible was just about to happen. "What on earth happened?" Err where Beth?" I asked."Your chest, your, you know, nipples, they look as though they are onfire! Did you use my Nivea? Oh god, I hope it hasn't made them worse!" Ilooked down at my still itchy chest. I had put the Nivea on a couple oftimes but when I put it on I felt really weird and kinda faint so afterthe second time left them well alone."No, don't worry sis, just a rash I expect." They.