. beep...The rage built inside as the steady beeping tortured me. I promised myself I was going to kill the guy that invented that beeping thing. I so...thed my ferocious self with fantasies in which I hunted him down and killed him, after pulling out his fingernails with a set of nail rusty clippers.Ok - Fantasy aside.Time to figure some things out.I'm in the hospital.Whoo hooo ... Look at me, I'm a genius. I figured that out all by myself. It was easy, once I took in the beeping torture. My hitchhiker scanned the area for other people and bent over. There was no time for any form of teasing hence proceeded to penetrate her vagina. She was barely lubricated, but it was good enough for that circumstance. She squeezed me and I started to deliver slow shallow thrusts.My thrusts were awkward, due to my lack of experience in this position. My hands kept fiddling with her clitoris as well as my own penis. She felt I wasn't doing a good job, so I agreed to switch positions. I stood. Mistress got home late that evening and saw me sitting in the living room. A mute, Pink Latex woman sitting in a chair with some of her clothes on. She at first was amused then got angry with me."What are you doing in that? You were told not to even mess with it unless I was here. You can get into trouble doing it yourself. I see you were trying to read my directions. Before or after you put the faceplate on? You can't talk, so you have the gag in... Before?"I shook my head no."Oh no... Do you. Christ!I chose my navy blue suit to wear, thinking it would look the best with thepink shirt. I found a light blue and red striped tie to set off my outfit.I examined my look now that I was fully dressed. I tried to deny it tomyself, but I could see that the corset made me look slimmer. I prayedthat no one would be able to notice that my body shape was altered.It was time to go pick up my mom and sister from the airport. I loaded myovernight bag into the trunk of my car and headed off to.