"Please, doctor, it's very important. Please." Her red dress sagged, the scoop neckline showing some cleavage, the back stretched taut across her ass....She wore a thong, the thin lines of which were clear beneath the tight garment."And you're willing to have this stranger observe?" he asked."Yes, anyone, please, I'm suffering." Is it true? You agree to this - this - procedure?" he asked me.I nodded."Very well." Everhardt led us back to a dimly lit examination room. He pointed. "You can undress. Just be glad he didn’t poop himself, that happens sometimes, too.??Yuck, that’s just gross.?I agreed, which is why I’d had Michael clean himself out with a series of increasingly larger enemas over the last week. I’d also restricted him to a liquid diet. In addition to cleaning him out, the lack of solid food had greatly weakened him, making him less prone to struggle against his death, and more susceptible to the poisoningThe boys continued to horse around while they waited for their dad to. "Let me check," I said, spitting in my hand and reaching behind her to coat her pucker with it.She removed her finger from her asshole and allowed me to rub my spittle into her anal area. I tested her readiness, inserting a finger then two into her asshole. She moaned continuously as she worked her pussy up and down my cock and I worked my fingers in and out of her ass. She seemed ready. I wetted my fingers again with my saliva and stuck them up her ass."You are ready," I said."Then let's do. I am so sorry! I should have refused to suck his cock when he ordered me to do it!”I was so shocked. That wasn’t what happened at all. I suppose technically I did ORDER her to suck my cock, but only after she asked me. It was her idea that I keep half of the money she earned.“Do you want to be a whore and suck cock for money?” Dad asked.“No, Master, I don’t,” she said.“You are saying your brother tried to make you suck cock for money. You say you don’t want to quit the training. Yet, you still.