At this point, Joan felt something drop down the cock gag into her throat.A trickle of water followed to allow her swallow whatever it was. Sheknew ...hat it was. Viagra. She counted as three of the damned things wentdown her throat. That erection would be in place for hours and she knewfrom previous sessions that it would be unattended except for someoccasional torment.Mistress's voice came back for a moment. "I think you will find that longterm confinement like that will be torment in. .. help me Carl. OUTSIDE Carl..." She dropped - her - crutches. They fell so slowly.The clatter was enormous ... she took a step ... now her hips were on fire ... she couldn't grab her head and her hips at the same time. Out of sheer willpower DD threw one foot forward and shifted her hips ... the second step wasn't so bad ... Shock? ... the third step was even better ... she had to get outside ... driven?NO ... Called!By the fifth stride DD was walking Zombie normal ... stagger stagger,. I surmised Becky was expected to bring it all the way across the pig’s sty to make the chore more tedious.“How many trips will it take to feed the pigs,” I asked her. She told me she didn’t know and waited for another load of cornmeal to be dumped into her mouth. “Drag your tits in the mud while you crawl and then race backwards to me in a crab position and hold your mouth open ten times. If you do then I’ll let you walk the rest of the trips across the pigpen,” I said.Becky asked me what crab. You’re not a nerd, and even if you were that’s not a bad thing. Secondly. It’s not right for her to do that, not right at all.Rose: Well. You’re just great! Thank you! Chloe is lucky to have you!Me: Haha! I don’t know about that. I think I’m lucky to have her.We were near Chloe’s room. My room was in the next building. She took me aside to say goodbye.Chloe: I guess this is where we say good night.Me: It sucks that we live in different buildings.Chloe: Yes, it does! Wouldn’t it have been great.