He was destroyed on the inside after all. I knew it and it was my fault.I felt him pull his knife out and open it, he put it at my throat. "After you ...ay 'Yes Sir' when I'm done with this statement, I don't want to hear another fucking word out of your mouth or you will never say another word again. Do you understand me?" I was shaking like a leaf, and nodded frantically, "Y-yes sir." I replied as requested. He ran his knife down from my throat, lightly at first, then a little deeper along my. His limp penis rolled off his belly. Anna gently lifted it. He felt the tingling sensation. He felt so naked under her gaze and he studied the “cut-away-lady” in an effort to control the hormones that threatened to stiffen his cock. “This one seems fine,” Anne straightened, his scrotum still in her hand. “But we need to find the other one. An impacted testis could become cancerous.” He desperately wanted to say something funny, to make light of the situation. “You may feel some discomfort.” He. Heavenly, was all I can say. My breathing was labored. I knew I was close. She knew that too.Debbie pulled her feet away, to let me calm myself. She put her feet together, and her knees apart, as the soles of her feet touched. "My boyfriend likes this." was all she said. She slid my cock between her feet, forming some sort of foot-fetish sandwich, with my cock as the meat. I reflexively began to thrust my hips, watching my own cock slide along the ridges and her instep of her toes. She stared. Her body ached and every opening in her body was sore andburning. Her tits ached. She was bruised and marked. Her mind was barelyfunctioning, she was numb.?Her Owner came to hermouth, lifted her head and poured more drink down her throat; it burned, as theflesh in her mouth was torn. He whispered in her ear, I have more for you? my slut,?my whore, my property. You are nothing but a cunt and ass and mouth. Youwill always be fucked like this from now on, he used the cane on her backagain. Yes,.