To the Pasture“How do you feel Mr. Burgess? You may speak.”
Oddly, I feel most complacent and relaxed, despite once again being led about the island paradise by my balls.
Should I be truthful? That despite the emotional stress... placed under the strict and exacting tutelage of a young girl... losing my wife’s affection to a so termed pixie... my manhood threatened with some strange modification... that my will to mentally resist is dissolving.
Is acceptance coming?
I’ve been shaved, my entire body subjected to a straight edged razor swathed about by a teen. And it came while enduring a slow enema... my bowels filling and filling. More humiliation as in response to my pleas and irrepressible groans, my cute handler merely cooed encouraging words... kindly but firmly explaining that I w
