I’m hunched slightly forward trying to catch my breath. Each exhale borders on a scream, but I've been ordered to be silent. Tears stream from my ey...s, and for the first time since Tahlana has taken control of me, I manage to release a clear thought and emotion through her hold. Anger.I’ve never been hit in the head with a baseball bat, but I imagine it is similar to the feeling of Tahlana clamping down on my mind in response to my breach of her authority. I redouble my silent sobs under the. He heard many muffled words from behind her gag, but he just ignored her. He was too busy watch her wriggle around the bunk. Her breasts were pushed forward, her skirt rising higher, and he just enjoyed the view. He could tell she was getting more agitated as her chest heaved, making her tits bounce with her efforts, so He thought he’d let her squirm for a while longer. Finally, she stopped her frantic movements and glared at him.?I don’t give a fuck what you say to me, honey,? he said as. You may tochoose to train your slave with a particular song, and in timeshe will be conditioned to come just by hearing it, even withoutthe elecricity. Watch the effect on this subject." She found herself squirming in the chair, as best shecould, and her feet twitched in air as the contractions seemed toradiate though her body. Her pelvis rocked, scraping the wiredend of the cunt probe against the wooden seat as it drove her todistraction. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" she grunted, as her womb seemed. "I'd love to have them." Sure Mike," I said, "but no posting them online. I don't want to be a porn star." I promise," he said, "I don't want to be on the web either. Some things are better if they're kept private. I might show them o my wife though." That's fine," I said, "I'm going to show them all to Joe too."After one more long french kiss, I wore the bathrobe from Mike's hotel room down the hall, carrying my clothes. I didn't want the cum that was running out of me to get all over my new.