Then the nurse took scissors and working around the waist cut away Sarah’s dress and underwear so she was naked below the waist.“Now we can see wh...n you piss,” Dr Weissman explained.“Why?” Sarah asked.“Why not?” I asked, “I shall come on Saturday.”She looked ridiculous with her fur coat now around her shoulders and her arms in a strait jacket and her legs bare.I came on Saturday.What a change, there were kennels at the back of the clinic with doors for privacy and in one as Doctor Weissman. You do not have to worry about leaking. It feels good to be plugged. You can just lay back, stare at the ceiling, and savor the sensation of his potent sperm trying to impregnate you. You close your eyes and imagine yourself having a real womb. A place for a c***d to grow. You love that feeling on being thoroughly bred. Not like a wife being made love to by her husband, but rather you're like some broodmare being fully dominated by her stud. He is in every way your physical superior. Your. Don’t forget, Jack, from now on, address me only as, Miss.” Again, Jack recognised the authoritative tone that Lucy was using and realised that his erection was returning very quickly as he replied, “Yes, Miss.”Lucy led the way to one of the bedrooms although, once the door was opened and Jack walked inside, he saw the desk and chair but, more importantly, hanging on the wall three hook ended canes and several wooden and leather paddles whilst there was also a high-backed chair. Lucy ordered,. Clasping his hand over her breast, she, too, was in dreamland within minutes.The next morning, Amy woke to the sensations of an orgasm spreading quickly from her pussy, as it exploded in a line between her crotch, up through her belly, spreading into her chest, and finally into her head, the bright lights of her climax pervading every part of her consciousness. As sleep lost its grip on her momentarily, her body trembled and shook, and she had a hard time getting her breath. As scared as she.