Chapter Forty Six
Blackmail
Jim has departed. A busy Miss Evers arrived Sunday morning and exercised Christy. For this she borrows the recorder, delighted to sound both bell and buzzer as a bridled Christy is worked in the corral.
Watching an erect Christy being worked in the makeshift obstacle course entertains, his turgid p***s bobbing about. Miss Evers was exuberant in sensing her new level of control... hard then soft then hard.
I work in the den preparing the many photos of Saturday afternoon’s face f*****g. I choose the most lurid and the most revealing, shots in which Christy’s face is clearly portrayed and there can be no doubt that a turgid, raging p***s penetrates her lips and throat.
Jim is not to be identified as promised. The few incidental shots with his facial features
