I was handed over to a, confused looking, assistant in a white coat.She led me down the corridor to a room, and handed me a small sterilecup. I guess ...t wasn't every day that she handed one of her littlecups, to a client wearing a dress.The room was small, sparsely furnished, some pornographic magazines andvideos. Kate wasn't allowed in with me, I was left on my own tomasturbate. Although Kate and I enjoyed watching and readingpornography together, today it all seemed too seedy. When Kate and. "It's pure smut-writer bullshit and I want you to change it." Change it? I'm sorry, I...." My lips kept moving but no sound was coming out.I'm a we'll-spoken, articulate person, but I don't handle confrontation well. My thoughts sort of freeze up on me sometimes, like some of those chat boxes on the internet.He gestured slightly with the cigar at the yellow legal pad in my lap, "Write these down. Juices, we already said that one. And add 'dancing.'" Dancing," I mumbled as I wrote."No more. “I said now!” she commanded. So he eased it in. It wouldn’t go in all the way because he was too thick. Only the tip would fit in at first. Nyla arched her back in this exquisite combination of pleasure and pain. “You made yourself too thick again,” she complained, gasping. Remley smiled. He was going to get back at her for misbehaving so badly earlier. He thrust again, getting himself in halfway. She grunted, but she was also pushing herself onto him. “Again,” she pleaded. He obliged and. " A few weeks ago, my village was attacked by a man of considerable strength, perversion, and cruelty. He and his followers ravaged it overnight, and enslaved the villagers through unknown methods. Even Tokiwa has been reduced to serving them in a manner I don't want to talk about in polite company. She barely had time to warn me before they ganged up on her. I fled from place to place till I made my way here." Don't worry anymore. I'm going to find that guy and beat the crap out of him.".