Betty immediately put both hands on my ass to hold me and I was sure, get a closer look at my growing big cock head.So I thought I might as well give ...er the best shot I could.Rather than having both feet on the same rung of the ladder I raised my right foot up one rug knowing that the gap on my left leg would be higher and open up wide and allow my cock to be outside my shorts.I actually could feel the head of my cock go out of my shorts exposing a good 2 inches of my hard cock and the. Obedience and cooperation had paid off. She had accepted the pain, and had survived. This time.------Anne's training continued, with small but sure steps. She was degraded and humilitated continually, to the point where she lost all identity of self. Her life became one of acceptance and survival. Obedience was rewarded; failure to please resulted in commitment to complete isolation. She craved the attention of anyone, even the enforcers... though the Doctor was the one that provided the. My uncle had brought a few blankets so we spread them out, dried off a little with the towels and stretched out. I don’t really remember how it got started but, after a while things just started to happen. I was 13 at this point, I was a pretty good cocksucker and was use to taking cock from a few friends. I don’t remember being afraid of him or anything like that – what I do remember was nervous anticipation. My uncle started asking me questions and I answered frankly, truthfully. I was at a. He's giving me the excuse I need to be this way. To be ableto wear my hair this long, to have my breasts this big, to have theseridiculous long nails and only being able to wear these heels all day.While all that turns him on to see me like this it turns me on to bestuck this way so it's a mutual situation.Sometimes I wonder if it's worth it all but then I see the obviousphysical effect it has on him and his sexual arousal and that makes itfeel much easier.The stuck feeling is certainly very.