Then Mark’s voice pulled me back to awareness. “Tell me!”“It hurts. It suddenly became much more intense.” I took a deep breath. “I can al...o feel it in my belly … it’s as if someone’s trying to pull my testicle away from my body.”“Anything else?”“I don’t know ... it’s hard to concentrate. It hurts.”“I know it hurts. Concentrate!”I tried. “There’s a tension, a tightening feeling in my ass ... my rectum.”Mark wrote everything down in his pocketbook. Then he turned the screw again. I involuntarily. A bag of groceries was left on my doorstep and I took them in and mademyself some toast and a cuppa. There were a few noises as my empty tummydealt with the influx of food but they soon quietened down and I felt alittle better. I tidied my house up a bit, putting my dirty clothes inthe washing machine and even stripped the bed and washed it all. It alldried on the line and I had just finished ironing everything when thephone rang. My heart rate quickened, it was Jon.He told me that he'd dealt. He would certainly be well respected amongst residents the community of Brookdale, after tonight's festivities had drawn to a close.Becca's heart was thundering and she could not tear her eyes from James as he took his time in sipping his drink and lighting the cigar. She wriggled against the wall, whimpering softly as she finally lowered her eyes. Her Master was moving back towards her. Becca swallowed hard and hiccupped a tiny sob. It felt as if her entire body was on fire from her. I was scared, and I said sorry and was apologizing to her. But she was cool and said these things happen to young guys.Then she popped the question that what was my thought about her? I replied that she was a very gorgeous lady with a good amount of flesh at the right places and winked at her.She suddenly started crying. I gave her my shoulder to cry on and asked what happened She replied that her husband does not give her time and they rarely had sex. She was not happy with her sex life. I.