“Yeah, come for me baby, show me your orgasm…” Short of breath, she stared at Maxine as she trembled. With her mouth half open, she squinted her...eyes and suddenly seized up. Her throbbing, over-stimulated veins in her vagina, twitched incessantly and drove her over the edge. Lying face down on one of the black futons, she was slowly recovering as Maxine slid her fingers out of the young girl’s hole. She ran them upwards, in between her small hard arse cheeks, circling her dark anal button. Her. "So Jose, we are likely to be here a few minutes, tell me how you are doing in school?" I demanded."I am doing fine," he said in the voice he would use to answer his mother."So what's your favorite subject?" I asked a bit sarcastically but with a smile."I like Geometry," he said."Holy shit, I never knew anyone who liked geometry," I said with a laugh."Neither did I," he said."My favorite subject was art, any kind of art," I suggested. Just then an old, bent, gray haired man came to the fence. And your body thanks you for it: you are a 6'4" brute of hardy Irish muscle, probably the ideal male image of your people. Your neighborhood is Irish, too, and the girls like you...But talking to them would waste a lot of time, you think. Your scarred-and-swollen arm pumps the iron in your hand in steady, ruthless bounds, a simple act that puts your abnormal strength and pain resistance on full display. Of course it hurts; your muscles ache and sting often, but you nourish your body well and. One part of me is glad it is late Fall, because that allows me to wear a long raincoat that covers much of my otherwise public debasement. Another part of me, the part the Doctor has been uncovering little by little, like the peeling of an onion that other part wants to/ to stand up and remove the raincoat right now. Here are some of the things I have done on command from my Master:1) Before I left for the mall, I took two table spoons of the piss I now routinely store in a baby bottle in my.