The water below my chest was warm. Before that, Master had instructed me to dip my whole body in the water just once, for a short while. I obeyed, not...knowing what the point was. The sensation of being treated like a fucktoy, a pretty doll for His pleasure, in this manner was completely different, and the uncertainty made me apprehensive. But all the same, I lived for the forbidden excitement and pleasing my Master.The moment I stood back up, I realised that the air around my upper body was so. Do you feel anythingAt all?Do you like to see meSquirm?Whip me again,Honey,With your sperm.Their tiny flagellaFlagellateMy anus,FlagellateMy throat;I'm an ass-to-mouth girlWhen I'm feeling girlyLike I am tonight.The rest of the time, though,I may be the oneTo thrash and lashWith the millions of spermThe overflowOf my loveLaunchesInto or ontoEvery inch of you.SAD REFRAINIt's such a sad refrainBeing here with you.I could be in a clubWhere everybody's tight;I could be at a scary movieWith someone. "And besides, it's been a long time since you've lived in Bradford, even been there. You might get there and find you hate it." That's all the more reason for you to go this weekend," JoAnne said. "Maybe it'll give you a hint about whether the change in scenery will do you good or whether it's going to not be worth the trouble. There's no reason you can't stay at the house. The sheets on my bed need to be washed, but I can call Hazel and have her do it." Mom, if I move back to Bradford, I don't. And not only would she be his, but he would be hers.When his lips returned to hers, they parted enough to allow his tongue entrance. Logical thought fled and time suspended itself as far as she was concerned. He was not using his pheromones, nor did he need to. Breaking the kiss, he picked her up and gently placed her on the bed before he, from time to time, resumed the kiss for a few seconds as he removed her clothing. She rose up a little as need dictated to assist him. She had no idea how.