So, be careful about 'anything'. You mightbite off more than you can chew." Yes, Mistress. I just want to please you, and I can't think of verymany th...ngs, I wouldn't want to try," I replied hurriedly."Anything you definitely don't want to do?" she asked, running her nailsalong my chin making me shudder involuntarily."Uhhh... I guess, anything with blood or poop, and no heavy pain. Like aspanking or something would be okay." I was so flustered."What if I want to leave marks on you? Bruises or. My mother hadn't told her about me splattering the ceiling. Then she continues "But I'm very interested in hearing about the ceiling please continue". At that moment I felt I had embarrassed myself enough and asked if I could be excused, Mom obliged me and I left rather quickly. As I was leaving the kitchen I heard Mrs. Johnson ask my Mom "what's this about the ceiling?" and Mom told her the little shit can hit the ceiling when he gets wound up and dumps it.. Mrs. Johnson let out a gasp I. Soon he felt her first orgasm wash over her, but he continued to plunge into her time and time again until again he felt her once more reach her peak, tensing her muscles, arching her back and crying out, but still he kept plundering her. She was almost crying with the agony of feeling constant orgasm that felt excessively good to her.He leaned down to kiss her ardently, while he continued plunging into her very depths. He managed to gently fondle a breast as he kissed her avidly again and. But Blighta was not finished with him. The weakened Pants-Boy was made to strip off his briefs in front of the entire town and hand them over to captive Jessica. The embarrassment was excruciating. Now Pants-Boy’s reputation was as ruined as Alex’s. The towns people looked in shocked amazement at the rather undeveloped body who had been their superhero. Noticing this, Blighta decided to have more fun. ?Sorry to rain on your parade, but you know what we can still have a great time!? Pants-Boy.