?That?s what I like. A good slave has to be able to clean his own waste,?she said.?Yes, Mistress,? I answered.Mistress Michelle turnedher attention ba...k again to my impaled ass and fucked me with the plug for awhile. Every now and then I let out a moan of pleasure, which surely pleased my Mistressplenty.When she took the plug out of my butt she told me angrily, ?Look howdirty this is! Do you think it?s nice to get dirt this way on the toy you like somuch???No, Mistress.??You like me to fuck you. I was a single point in an eternity of darkness. And then even that light was snuffed out.The world came back into focus. I saw a pattern of ceiling tiles, moved my eyes until I found a line, recognized it as the intersection of two planes, and followed it to another wall. I looked down.I was a collection of hoses. Two came out of my chest, another from my abdomen. The tube in my throat was still in place, now fed by a machine that pulsed and pushed air into my lungs. A clear tube fed an IV. She was a genuine squirter! I had to swallow twice, since I received so much. As Mandy was calming down, I slid up her body and positioned my cock at her opening and slowly started to push my way in. When I hit her Hyman; Mandy's eyes popped open and she reached up to grab my shoulders. It was the other movement that surprised me. Her hips came off the bed forcing me deep into her. I stayed with her as she gave a little grunt of pain and settled back onto the bed.I kissed her about the face. ”She gave him the location of a nearby park she thought would work, and they agreed to meet.“I’m heading out for a beer,” he told Jane.“Just don’t be out too late. It’s also past time you get a few chores accomplished. You haven’t been pulling your weight lately.”“Yeah, I’ve been a little distracted. I’ll get to them this evening,” he promised, unsure whether he could fulfill the promise or not.“Yeah, this’ll work,” Phil said, surveying the small tree-enclosed alcove in the park near Emma’s.