One in particular that I liked was reading severalbooks on being submissive or dominant. They explored the definitions andidealisms. One that I did no... like was that I was to journal everythingthat I consumed orally. This was to include food and drink. It waspointed out very clearly that I was failing at taking care of myselftherefore I could not care for anyone else! It was indeed a hard lookinward; however I probably needed it more than anything. I saw food itemsthat I cut out all by myself. I could feel my master's cum oozing down my face, dripping onto the floor. I opened my eyes to see his cock in front of me."You like wearing your Master's cum don't you faggit?" Yes, Master." But you do need to get cleaned up don't you?" Yes, Master" I want you to walk over to the bathroom and wash you face off" But Master it's across the hall. People will see.." Shut up, faggit! Do as I say!"I had no choice. I got up and opened the door. I walked directly to the bathroom. Several people where. ”“Then just let it happen to me. We need the money.”“You’re my firstborn, I love all my kids but you’ll always be the first. I can’t let whatever happens to you happen if I can prevent it.”I just gave him a look challenging him as I walked out of the room, sad about my siblings living in poverty. My Dad walked out of the room angry but got his coat and left in with mid afternoon sun starting to set as he walked up our road towards the mines and wherever Dr. Paulson might be. I hope I didn’t. It might get rough on the kids but their foster grandparents were having a great time. Once Magda was certain that she had all the information she needed about the boy's sexual capabilities, which were pushing the ninety-ninth percentile in all cases, she added drugs to the mix. She fed the boy various sex stimulants and watched with satisfaction as he went off scale in every category. However it had a serious effect on his vital signs; his heart rate sometimes doubled, his blood.