. You're my sissy. ''Yes Mistress June'', came the answer. I told he could keep my clothes he was wearing as I wouldn't lower myself to put them on af...er he'd been in them. I asked had he worn other stuff of mine. He admitted he had. I took hold of his balls again and yanked hard, he screamed out in pain, and thru gritted teeth I asked what else had he used my clothing for, no answer, so I squeezed and pulled his balls some more, he was crying like a baby, sobbing as he admitted that he jerked. With a sigh, he looked around the deserted road. "We have company ahead," Sancyr stated, his Gnath companion Nothriseiryl snorting and grunting belligerently. "This road should be overflowing with wagons going north to trade in the Kingdom and eastern and western Port of Ilia. Someone has been deliberately turning aside a massive amount of traffic."Lord Xavear rode forward to look at the Gnathar general with unease. "You know this area well?"Sancyr nodded. "I was fostered to one of my father's. But in no way did we say or do anything to one another that was suggestive. I knew from my point of view, I was afraid to do anything going passed our friendship, for fear of hurting it. That was, until St. Valentine’s Day was fast approaching. Valentine’s Day was only one week away, and I decided that that’s when I would make my move towards Bill. He was just mad about Italian food, and I decided I was going to make him a hearty pasta-and-breadsticks meal. But more than that. I bought long,. Albert had one final thing in mind for his ‘ladies’. Not content with their sexual enslavement, he would remould their bodies too. He was, as the contents of his house made clear, a keen student of female anatomy, particularly in its more generous aspects. He had plotted in minute detail exactly where body fat had to be distributed to produce the most pleasing effect, and he knew how to ‘fix’ the brain to deliver the result he wanted. The documents in which he outlined these plans contained a.