Nowhe would be unable to fiddle with the corset. It was time to sleep. c) Disobedience After a dayof the humiliating program, a guard called for him. ...Ahmed. We have a specialtask for you. As a part of the punishment you are going to experience a part ofthe ordeal you have put your victim through. Come with me.?He was ledinto a room. ?What is that?? ?That is an computerized artificial penis and scrotum. It is made outof latex with a sensors placed all over it. Your task is to give it a. I tried to push my hips up to meet her decent."No Chally! I will set the pace." Hild cried out.The reason I was trying to assist was I could feel myself just dying to explode, and it was an uncontrollable reaction. It didn't matter the next time she went all the way down I just blew. I felt that I had shot my load that hard it must have lifted her up. (Wistful thinking)Hild just sat there working her muscles, and then she said to Marjorie, "Quick change with me." And they did.Now as I said. They were too small. They were size medium, my son’s size (mine are XL). I ignored it figuring they just got accidentally mixed in somehow…then I found a second pair. Now this had my attention. Why would two pairs of my son’s underwear be in my bedroom on my side of the bed? I tried to reason it out, but can only think of one logical reason. I stashed this info away in my brain and went about doing laundry, including washing his underwear and giving them to him.Fast-forward to. Because she was still in those 7? Pink Heels, her balance was way off and the lack of shock absorption only made her bouncing betties the more uncontrollable. Somewhere in there she began to leak urine. I noticed, stopped the machine and asked her if she had to piss. Nodding her head as several more drops coated her Hot Pants, she tried to cross her legs in little girl fashion. All I did was grab that jar of cum and open the top- ?Piss here? was all I said. Ashamed but looking for any relief,.