I sigh, and let my body relax, draped against the ceramic and tile. I close my eyes. I heard a tiny, almost imperceptible, whimper of a moan from the ...ther stall. It is unmistakably sexual. I was so high I had totally forgotten about her. There is a woman in the next stall. She is pretty. She is tall and slim and blonde. She smiled at me. I touch my nipples and let out a tiny sigh, and it is returned immediately by a low animal purr from the other side of the wall, noticeably louder than the. Cocksucker I may be but his is one cock I'll never pleasure again, his loss. I learned some things from that experience though. One, my pleasure is up to me and two, sometimes that pleasure can be enhanced by the element of control. When I was sucking off some of the guys on the team, it was extra hot when I felt like I was being made to do it. Even though Will really wasn't a controlling type, I still felt like that added to the thrill of it. I found out how much more thrilling it could be. “You don’t sound very enthusiastic.”“I’m very much looking forward to whatever is about to happen,” said Kal as he took off his cloak and handed it to her. “But I don’t like that I may not see the daughters that come of it until they are two, or even three, years old.”“Then why do it?”“Because I’ve accepted that this will be a part of my life since I have no qualms about being with monster girls. Besides that, getting them pregnant was part of the agreement for Velt guiding us across the. I trust that He will mould me and my behavior to his liking more and more day by day, by month, year by year. I trust that He will ensure that I completely satisfy his needs directly or indirectly. By doing that my needs are fulfilled - because my deepest need is - to fulfill his needs.I sometimes have a picture of him in my mind when He is 70, tanned and grinning with a sparkle in his eye holding my hand in a beach bar somewhere warm and knowing that his wife has been wearing his chains for.