Chapter Twenty Two
Progress
“Please don’t gag me tonight.”
As always Christy beseeches. As always she will be gagged... 30 minutes... maybe an hour.
“We’ll see. You choked a little last week.”
After many weeks we are at dildo number four of the set that squirts. I don’t use water. Instead I fill the hollow chamber with a slimy mixture of flour, sugar and water. It looks and feels like sperm. I not only prefer the visual effect but Christy will acclimate to the disgusting feel in her throat and I can be assured there will be no embarrassing expulsion of an alpha male’s seed.
“Can I lick you afterwards?”
“Yes.”
As an additional reward, when Christy adequately fellates, I afterwards have her perform c*********s. She’s proficient, the alteration of her tongue and all those exercises,
