All her consciousness focussed on him, and on her throbbing aching arse and thighs. Her breathing was irregular, and her sobbing was hardly audible to...her own ears. All she wanted in the world, was for him to stop. But she dared not move an inch, nor scream in fear of even worse, so she just allowed herself to sob.He took his time, making sure the lesson would sink in, and stay there. Methodically and thoroughly, he made sure that she would be bruised and sore all over. He paid attention to the. The sound of my Mistress's voice from across the room cut through my musing is, "Quit admiring your new chastity belt and get dressed, we have a lot yet to do today." I took my clothes down from the hook on the wall and began to get dressed. Mistress interrupted as I started to slip my briefs on, "You won't need those, ever again. In fact today is the last day you'll ever wear men's clothing of any kind."She and the doctor continued their conversation as I got dressed in and I could overhear. "TRAIN? You idiot ... your train of thought is a leaky old switch engine, coal car and a caboose."You did it again!"What?"Derailed me."What does a racing bike gear changer have to do with your sister of the 32 C's, blond hair, pierced brain and shaved pussy?"AAARRRGGGHH!"What?"When did she get 32C's?"Damned if I know, you brought it up!"Didn't."Did. Read back ... See, Burgeoning Chest. She was already a 32B ... go look up burgeoning. Dictionary is by the TV."'Burgeoning: present participle of. .." He closed eyes, taking a deep breath of her long hair where it fell in a silken cascade over her shoulders. "What is that? Jasmine?" Very good," she replied. "It's from my bath. I don't like to wear perfume." Ahem." I cleared my throat."Oh!" Robert smiled at me, letting go of the woman's hand finally. "I'm sorry. Juicy, this is my wife, Janey." You're a lucky woman, Janey," she said, offering me her hand. "It's nice to meet you, and you're pregnant, I see. Congratulations." Thank you," I.