“How…how…” At last Jay got a whole sentence out. “How do you know all this?”
Jen grinned. Like prestidigitation she flicked open a sinister-looking switchblade.
“Because I am your evilest deity, all-knowing and all-seeing.
“You can’t even begin to deceive me, so never attempt it, my child. Neither can your high-handed wife possibly keep you away from me. So you just tell your tyrant queen that I’ll be the one to provide her with all the fresh-squeezed sissy seed she needs.”
Jay caught his unsteady breath again as Jen slid that razor-sharp stiletto into the waistband of his pink and purple patterned pansy’s panties. One quick rip through silk made him wince. Of course Mistress inflicted not the slightest scratch in baring those branded, badly bruised and abraded man-bits. Then once agai
