“Listen to me, Annie: no matter what happens to you tonight, under no circumstances are you to behave anything less than one hundred percent fully female. You will act exactly as if that ‘little anomaly’ of yours never existed.”
This was how we referred to my now (apparently) permanently imprisoned p***s. In any case I was quick to solemnly promise obedience to my Goddess. Still terribly chagrined over my latest failure, I was desperate to get back into her good graces. She hadn’t deigned to penetrate me since that wonderful rug-burn f**k on the den floor, and knowing that I now had no possible other source of s****l fulfillment I was pining for her p***s in the worst possible way. But it wasn’t my beautiful Goddess’ p***s I would soon be humbly, very reluctantly servicing.
Half an hour
