Little did she know that inside it was a drug, one that he was pretty sure would make her so horny that she’d do anything he wanted as long as she c...uld get sex. Of course, this wasn’t perfected yet, he hoped to one day have it so that the woman would crave sex from one particular man, but as a test run this would be perfect. And truth be told, he’d been lusting after Brittany every since she’d first started working with him. With her long red hair and her ivory skin, perfect ass and tits, she. So you must really be after my dick.” The little bastard had me there. “ All right I got distracted, but that doesn't mean I want your big fat nuts on my head, now does it? “ Maybe not, but that means you really won't like the second reason.” “ And that is...?” “ This.” Richard said, pulling back his hips slightly so the big balls tumbled from my head. But they didn't fall easily. Their weight was such that they rolled slowly down my face, smearing his pungent. Atterbury, I can very honestly say that I understand that emotion, not quite from the same perspective, but none the less, equally meaningful. I had to walk away from something that I cared very deeply about, walk away when I could have remained. But I chose to do the harder thing and walk away because it was best for all concerned. I suffered from the agony of that for more than a year until Randy, in his infinite wisdom, found a way to get me to see it in a different light. My leaving that. Someone grabs my bound hands pulling up on them until I cry out again from the discomfort in my shoulders which are almost dislocated. Something is attached to the ropes and I’m fixed in that position, bent over with my ass hanging granting easy access to anyone who wants to stand behind me. My tits hang like two massive globes below me, spit and pre-cum drip from my mouth. “Good bitch,” a voice says. “You want something in that pussy? That what you want now?” “Yes,” I cry. Hands are on my ass.