Master lays me down on my back. Standing above me he thrust his cock down my throat. "Take it deep..." he says. His cock glides smoothly into my mouth... It nearly touches the back of my throat. I can feel him grow more violent with each thrust of his fat cock. He grabs my head and lifts it up as if I were his sex-doll. His eyes burned through my gaze as I met them. He was possessed. "Yeah, take it like a bitch..." my Master yells. I enjoy the pleasure Master is allowing me to have. I know that. I got really excited about this as this was probably the first time in a long time that someone other than me and her doctor might see her naked. I went back in the apartment and closed the blinds and waited for the next night when Ava would shower and how I could possibly get the guys from the apartment that I made friends with, who had made comments about Ava to possibly see her take a shower without actually telling them to come to look at her in the shower. So, my plan was to make a sitting. ..I mean...I can't go out looking like this...." Hemanaged to stutter."And what is wrong with the way you are dressed Camille? You look adorablein that outfit and I will not hear another word about it. Imagine that,just a sissy boy for one day and you are already asking for fancierclothing. Maybe if you are a good sissy boy, Mz. Nelson will let you goshopping with her later. Now come along. I am hungry and we are running abit late." Miss Matilda, please. I didn't mean that....." Camille, one. Each breath ends in a different sigh: hmm, hmm, hymm, hympt. The final note signals her departure from a conscious state. I am sure I will join her soon, but for the moment, my thoughts are on other bedroom activities. We have been married almost ten years; we have two boys; 3 and 7 years old. My wife and I each have jobs with different schedules, it's an effort to keep child care needs to a minimum. To complicate matters we are in the process of building a new house, with me as the general.