Right before my eyes, the monster was rising. It was already nearly as big around as my wrist and at least it was eleven inches long…Aiming the thic... black snake at the back of my throat I unrolled the condom as I pushed more and more of his cock into my hungry mouth. "Bitch… you are a good cock sucker… you are a crazy slut…” The sight of my own spit coating that monster cock and my red lipstick all the way down at the root of it made me smile and feel wetter... Standing up, I leaned over the. He followed.A decade earlier, she had been more angry and demanding and less confident and self-aware. She had luxuriated in his tribute, subservience, and pain. Today, she was happy with the less-extreme adoration of her husband, who no doubt waited with flowers and the kids asleep to relieve the stress of this business trip.Only after years of debasement did he recover. His mistress now provided the structure he needed. He was eager to recount the moderate success of this trip, but mostly to. Only a little light manages to get past the blindfold, at the sides and the bottom, and I can't help but turn my head a little to see if I can still observe anything in the room, through the very slight crack of light.Without sight, I feel my senses heightened. I feel every little clench below, feel the rising and falling of my naked chest, note the crispness of the air on my exposed nipples. I swallow, wondering how long it will be that I wait here and whether this, in itself, is a test? How. "Get it, please," Selina said, pointing into the spindly bush they were standing next to. The bush, denude of leaves, was approximately seven feet tall. On the topmost, skinny branch clung a tiny ball of fur. Scared out of its mind by its dilemma and the humans gathered around it, the kitten spat, hissed and growled.Jeff guessed its age to be five or six weeks. Its eyes were still blue."Please," Selina reiterated.With one hand, Jeff pulled the bush over a little, the cat clinging even tighter.