It will still feel those urges, but be unable to satisfy them and purge itself. That fosters a mindset of total frustration, weakness and helplessness... where it becomes a pathetic, whimpering and totally malleable mess, for its owner.It is ready to do anything and be used in any way. It’s owner no longer need to go looking for it, only to find it masturbating, or even totally spent and uncooperative, in some corner.Overtime, it will learn to manage, but never to eliminate, that frustration, as. If you asked me if sex will be involved, I would tell you that It’s not whether it will be involved but how much or how often.”“CRIKEY’S,” Ryan said with a leering grin. “Count me in.”I left a message at Sioban’s residence hall. Since having sex together we said our hellos and had short conversations before and after class each day ... frequently had coffee together but hadn’t gotten together for sex again. We both loved being together, but the obstacle was that we couldn’t make anything happen. .please...please...be....careful...' Daniel grunted and I felt another few inches of his massive tube of meat slid deeper into my rectum. My anal muscle ring was straining to accommodate his immense tool. I bounced my head up and down on the mattress as Daniel tremendous penis throbbed in my rectum. Whimpering as Daniel pulled his monstrous penis back and pressed again into my prostrate body. Daniel started to get into a rhythm as pulled back and pushed forward easing a few more inches of his. Some people would call us hedonists, or perverts - we humans seem to have lots of names for people who break “our” rules.But, in fact, we were simply human, and let our human-ness, creep out into the sunlight, and sport, and play, and love life. And despite the consequences ... we loved that life.But you don’t want to listen to the ramblings of an old woman, long grown up from when I was that sixteen year old filly, kicking up my heels for the first time in green pastures. You want to hear.