She could hear the dripping in the toilet area, the quiet footfalls of her Mistress behind her. The coolness of the linoleum under her feet. The smell...of wood, of leather and of blood.Sheri was guided to the 'bathroom' area and allowed to use the toilet. She still felt awkward and unbalanced using the pot in the dark, but her blindfold was always present and absolute. In some ways she appreciated the blindfold, convincing herself that so long as she never saw her captor's face, perhaps she. . "Now spread your cheeks for me sissy." she instructs.. i shudder at the thought, and hesitate slightly..A loud smack echoes through the room as she slaps my ass once, as hard as she can. Surprised, i yelp out loud.."I said spread your ass cheeks bitch!" She commands, this time much more forcefully. This time I immediately obey, and reach back with both hands to spread them.. I feel so deeply exposed, vulnerable, and emasculated, as i stand there with a hot and sexy female looking right at my. .”She was scratching the bed sheet in ecstasy. I was licking her nipple slowly and it was making her more horny. (I hope a girl reading this can imagine it). My penis was poking over her thighs.I then moved to her navel which was really a beautiful creation of God. I was crawling my fingers over her sexy navel and kissing on the belly button and licking it. It was unbearable for her to act normal and she was moaning continuously now. But I was still taking my time as I don’t like to rush. But I itch so ... I'm going through clothes like I had my own factory ... bigger and bigger ... rounder and rounder ... A breakthrough ... I grew an inch ... I do not look like Marilyn ... no matter WHAT the boys say ... and gravity? Gravity hasn't caught up ... yet.Do the boys feel like this? Lost ... but oh so ... god ... this isn't fair. Oh ... they do? Thank you doctor! I made a step towards ... When I was on the boat ... in 1928 ... but I keep growing ... past budding ... past blossoming.