“Relax, Slut-boy! You’re going to love this! And you’re going give me some photos that would make Mapplethorpe blush!”
Nevertheless, I still can’t acquiesce to the urging of both my new beloved and my bizarrely persistent organ. As that first real, pulsing, fully erect p***s is pushed into my face I can’t help but duck my head and wince away, trying almost autonomically to escape. Then I hear Mistress Katia sigh, and speak almost regretfully to the goddess behind me.
“Okay, Suzi. It looks like Slut-boy here needs some encouragement.”
“Glad to oblige!” gloats my former girlfriend. There is a sudden sinister whistle and explosive CRACK! and a line of white-hot fire stripes across my ass. The whole world disappears in a flare of agony, and then another and another, as Mistress Suzi slashes
