“I good guess my dear. I only wish I was that young again.”“How old are you then?”The older woman holds up a crooked finger and says, “I lad... never tells her age does she?”Veronica gives her an uncomfortable smile as she is taken back behind the counter and into a smaller room. In the room’s center is a small glass case with an orb sitting in the middle. The room is completely white and it reminds Veronica of a hospital room. There are no decorations and the only thing other than the glass case. " Why would you avoid the mark?" Marie sounded puzzled. "Sure it stings for a while but it goes away soon enough." It's not that. It's just that where we come from facial tattoos are uncommon. Dent, Master Dent that is, didn't want to put marks on our faces." We think they're attractive," Marie said frostily."Oh they are," Nesho said quickly. "It's just, well Master Dent can be a bit, how shall I say this, resistant to change. He likes things to stay the same as much as possible. So this would. I grabbed the arms of the chair, ready to help if the guy was hurting her. "Oh fuck," she moaned, "that cock feels soooo good." I relaxed, listening to my wife enjoying herself all over a strange, new cock. Another person walked in, brushing past me. The two men exchanged a quiet "what's up" before I heard my wife's breathing being interrupted by a mouthful of cock. She choked, gagged, and slurped; smacking her lips with satisfaction when he withdrew from her mouth. She was getting her fill. Larry picked me up in my little pickup truck which still had the snow plow attached from the last storm only a few days ago.I inquired to how his sister Inga was doing and he replied. "She's great. Still obeys me to the letter. I know you probably could use a release after that long train ride and I would invite you over for a quickie but Inga's still at work."I smiled. "Thanks Larry. Just drop me off at my house. A quick shower and a nap is all I need right now."I showered then dropped into my.