After 15 minutes or so and another bottle and a half, I was covered completely from the neck down. Debbie had put on a Terri cloth robe and some latex...gloves to do my back. Within ten minutes this stuff was driving me crazy. I didn't even want to imagine what it was doing to my balls."Debbie, please, can I wash this stuff off, it's burning my privates?"She was reading the directions and said, "A few more minutes. And stop being such a baby about it. Think of this as a taste of what we women go. That was all it took. Jack slipped the spoon into my mouth and tilted the contents onto my tongue.I looked at them both, helplessly. My penis was getting painfully hard, trapped in it's panty girdle. Why was this turning me on? Being submissive, being humiliated, becoming trapped to the desires and wishes of others ... Was it true? Did I really want this?Jack scrapped the bowl and was able to come up with nearly another spoonful."Open up," he said.By this time my resolve had all but slipped. I had to take biology and hated every second of the 7:30 a.m. class. I should have been more careful about choosing my classes. My philosophy class, Western Thought and Literature, required more reading than the English class. But I did enjoy my Speech Communications class. The prof was funny and sometimes randomly called on students to do a three-minute impromptu speech on a subject he tossed to them. We had some serious speeches to write and present as well, but the impromptu ones were the. Inhuman. Yes. That was what came to his mind. Beautiful, but inhumanly so. Someone in some podcast he had listened to, back when such things existed, had said that the most attractive movie stars were only partly human. They were so ... PERFECT, they seemed alien, a race apart. So it was with this one. It was not the skin, the eyes, or the long pointed ears that turned him off. It was her beauty itself. He had never found himself attracted to plastic dolls.The Princess was seated at one of the.