She whipped, she caned, she tortured them with a venom that had to be seen to be credited. Her assistants, seasoned in her service, had been known to ...aint (or vomit) while witnessing her at work. The Handler prepared them, and repaired them. He wouldn’t be able to afford a stable of staggeringly attractive young muscular studs of his own, his modest stipend prevented even a thought of independence. So, while he was branding a beautiful muscle slave, and relishing his screams of agony, he did. Pauline gave a tentative ?hump? and I responded immediately. The doctor gently placed her hand on my tummy and whispered. ?Gently now Bev, this has to be nice for both of you. We mustn?t hurt Pauline on her first night.? I tried to restrain myself but it was difficult. Then I felt Pauline increasing her tempo and she started gasping urgently. ?That?s better,? observed the doctor, ?Always try to let the lady take the lead, then you?ll both enjoy.? As she whisper this. Victor grabbed his cock and slapped her ass with it. ‘I’m not convinced you want it in your ass. Beg more damnit!’ Nancy yelped as he pulled her hair harder. ‘Ahhh God! I need your cock up my ass so bad! Please! Fuck my ass! Fuck it!’ Victor leaned down and spread her ass open. Her pink puckered hole became visible making his cock throb. He slipped his finger out of her drenched fuck hole and slipped it in her ass. Nancy squirmed and moaned. He moved his finger in and out slowly letting her get. I went out for baseball because I loved the game, though I was barely adequate as a player to make the team. I was a utility player at first or third base, mostly, though I would play anywhere but catcher if the coach would just put me into the game. The strange thing was that I could hit pretty well, so that I was used as a pinch hitter more often than you might expect. That was because I could hit from either side, and a switch-hitting pinch hitter was a valued commodity. Actually, I suspect.