I want to see it. I want to watch that pretty hand make youshoot cum up in the air. NO! NOT YET! I want you to just holdit for a second, just sque...ze it. Feel how good it feels." I was dying. My ears were ringing and my whole body wasstiff. I was panting like a dog. "Please! Please," I howled. "Tell me your name, slut! Tell me who you are and I'll letyou cum!" "Sheila," I shrieked. "I'm Sheila!" "And you just love looking sexy, don't you!" "Yes! Yes!" "Beg me. They also noticed all the cum that I hadreleased onto the bench and said that I truely am the sissy slut they'dbeen looking for.After that, Mistress Kerri released me from the training bench, removedall my restraints and took me to the bathroom to clean me up. I was soexhausted I just followed her like the defeated sissy I was. The showerfelt good on my already hairless body and the scented body soap smeltwonderful. Mistress Kerri was then standing outside the shower with abig plush towel to. Not having to eat or to piss was sure a big help. I think that the soreness in my pussy was a Godsend because it forced us to break away from what was becoming addicting. Those mutual orgasms were something that we were going to experience as often as possible. I was now able to control my body to the point that I no longer had periods. I planned to return to them when I was ready to become pregnant.Now that I was out of school, I spent most of my time mentally with Jack and the rest of the. A hot cock. A throbbing cock. A leaking cock. Having a cock in my mouth should have been appalling: as well as the cock there was the salty, spermy, earthy tang which was making my saliva flow. It was shocking. But… But my mouth, my body was merely an extension of Justine’s will. She was making me do this, and Michael was desperate for me to do it. I bowed to Justine’s will. And gave Michael the blowjob he so desperately wanted. As a reward, Justine wanked my cock with unreserved.