One of the dozens of reasons she loved her job was that wearing her jammies at work was not only okay, it was helpful, for the benefit of her patients... ‘Oh, hello there,’ she said, ‘You must be Mr. Grant?’ He nodded anxiously. ‘Yup, that’s me.’ She hopped up from her chair. ‘Hi!’ she greeted in her usual extremely friendly and bubbly manner. She took his hand, gave it a quick peck and proceeded to shake it. ‘I am so happy to meet you!’ she beamed with her trademark charm-’em-every-time smile.. They whipped him softly and applied milder voltage of electricity to his cock and balls. If his eating was disrupted, Ashiahe handled him harshly, so he kept going as well as he could. She made him eat her for a good time, switching between her cunt and her asshole. She also took the time to force him to drink her piss. He hated that! And little wonder: the stuff was dark-yellow and foul smelling.And when the old lady had cum a couple times, Ezaria took her turn. The rounded woman in her. As they reached final stages of his journey he could see that other cages up front were being wheeled out.“I am not alone. Morticia.” He said to a hooded figure, not knowing if it was the same or different than the one he verbally insulted inside the cage.The sounds of slow fucking reached Lucian’s ears and he shivered in disgust and fear. He was met by the usual spectacle of people on top of people. Grimacing as he watched his cage take the center stage; again he was privy to all information. A flash of color caught his eye and he looked down to see a lacy blue thong on the floor near he feet. He picked it up, stroking his thumb over it's silkiness. Smiling again, he placed the filmy garment on the counter near the sink.He let the cold water run, and once again washed his face and neck like a man trying to awaken. As he toweled himself dry he heard something. He cocked his head to listen, amused at his querulous reflection in the mirror."Michael?" the soft voice was clearer once he.