I picked up a pair of smallish black laced pink panties and wiped my cock and the rest of my lower body with. Then I picked up my brief, shirt and the...now wet panties and walked to the living room, with my shaved brown cock proudly erect and shaking back and forth wildly with every step I took."Holy fuck, you’re worried about that big brown cock?!" She asked laughing at me"Uhh yea, it looks so small and thin" I replied nervously"No you dumbass you have a cock fit for a porn star and yes it does. Instead she just left the room. I was alone again but not for long. I must off passed out from lack of food, but I woke up to the light working again, and an ogre of a man in front of me, who I straight away thought of as Boris the man who had touched my dick before. He started offering me food, feeding me, grapes, apples, an orange, lots of chicken, some strange pills, and lots of water. I felt fill when Boris left and I was dying to piss, I must have just let go at some stage and released my. “This is probably a foolish question...” I started, “ ... but how are we going to get all of us over to Teramisili?”“Papa has taken care of it,” Ileana said when she sensed my concern.Sure enough, Ha’tu met us at the dock and led us out to one of Tapato’s two naval vessels, an eighty-six foot British motor launch that had been converted for cargo and passenger transport among the islands. Standing next to the gangplank was Gerald, who extended his arm in the style of Tapatoan military. Opyright 2004 by LVWolfman, All rights reserved - June 29, 2003ForwardWelcome to my first published fiction (other than perhaps my resume.)While I'm a fan of erotic mind control stories, I've noticed that many of the first published stories by amateur authors fall into this genre and use many of the same cliches. This was recently explained to me as being the "Hello World!" of erotic literature. (For those with no programming experience, the reference books for almost every programming language.