Overcome by the reality of what was happening to me, and on the verge of tears, I begged and pleaded with Dr. Judy and Sara and the others to have the...device removed."Mark, sweetie, this is for your own good." Spoke mother."Mark, darling, if you love me enough for me to become your wife, you'll stop whining and give your PANSI training time to work. Plus, Mark, it's going to make me so happy to know that I'll be able to control when you can jerk off. And you do want to make me happy, don't. I gave it one more shot and this time my throat opened up and I was all the way down on him.Ohhhh fuck Taylor, he moaned.I pulled off of his cock and then immediately when back down again. I tried holding it as long as I could before I ran out of breath. I did this a few more times then I felt his hand on my head again holding it down on his cock. My mouth was full of him, I could hardly breathe and he was holding my head down on it. When he finally let me up I took a deep breath and started to. Not long after I remember having a recurring dream. A nightmare really. Where we were driving on the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and our car was suddenly sinking in the water. I had the new seatbelt on and it would not snap open no matter how much I tried.I knew it was a dream since the bridge in question was hundreds of miles south of us at this time. It was still scary. I know none of us used those contraptions for many years to come.Firecrackers. You have to love that the South is keen on. In his left hand, he held a bottle of red wine, and in the other he carried an over-sized leather portfolio containing paper and art supplies.Ms. Alsover made introductions for Mr. Oliver, Maria and Timothy, and then the four of them moved to the dining room. Over dinner, Mr. Oliver politely inquired about Maria's pregnancy, and complemented Timothy on the fine job he had obviously done in Ms. Alsover's yard, for it looked lovely.Maria cleared off the dishes and brought out dessert, while Ms..