This male’s p***s was on the diminutive side, probably only four inches or so, and the impression of its smallness was compounded by the size of his heavy belly. That, along with the way his ankles had been lashed in the restraints closest to the crux of the X, such that his knees were pushed up and his fatty, hairy thighs fell wide to either side, seemed to emphasize the pitiable creature’s helplessness, his vulnerability. The thought of a once-proud man like this reduced to a thing as helpless as some woman waiting nervously within the stirrups of a gynecological examination table stirred Elizabeth very strangely somewhere deep within. Unobtrusively she sidled up to watch.
Someone had drizzled oil all over the vein-roped red pillar of his upright, congested little phallus, and three or
