She approached and reaching under my gown, proceeded to check my diaper."Wet, just as I suspected," she teased. "I guess its Baby Kellie then isn't it..."I was starting to feel the painkiller and did dot respond to her.She grabbed my chin and held my face up to look directly at her, asking, "Did Baby Kellie not hear the question? A grown up knows when to respond properly. I guess its just more evidence of what you really are, isn't it?" No ma'am, and my name is Kyle, not baby Kellie or Kellie!" I. Tearsin my eyes I started sucking. "Fucking little slut! You call thatcocksucking? I'll whip you if you don?t do a better job!" It didn?t make me horny at all but I finished the joband he cummed partly into my mouth and on my face. Ijust was not able to swallow his cum and spit it on the ground. ?Lick my cum from the floor, slut.? I wanted to protest but againMarcel slapped me into the face and told me that I would have to regretspitting out his cum. I tried to lick his cum from the floor but. Its inhabitants were primarily fundamentalist Stevenists—those who believe that the so-called Chronicles of Steven, written by the so-called Post-Expansion Prophet of Whoever, Steven Barton (who modern researchers had pretty much proven was an unemployed marijuana addict who lived with his parents until the age of forty-one metric years) were the literal and factual outpourings of Whoever Himself (or Herself, or Themselves). It is they who believe that Whoever not only produced the Big Bang,. . He told me that you don't have to worry about him. I mean, you being naked here and all of that. He doesn't have a grudge against you. So, you don't have to be afraid that he will tell anyone at work about it."Veronique couldn't help but sigh softly when she heard this. Not that she had been expecting him to tell anyone about her being naked here, or about any of the other things he would see her doing her today. However, it's still nice to hear it out loud."So? It's okay if he stays?".