My First Transgression - My Last?“You may try to rest, Mr. Burgess... physically. But even a few minutes in the humbler will keep your thoughts stirring. So focus on how simple are your needs... to keep the woman who cares for you happy... and to produce. There is nothing else... no other cares or responsibilities. All care is provided for you.”
Yes, so idyllic, I am wont to say... with my arms and hands tethered, forced into nakedness and soon to have my p***s capped and a penetrating steel hook fabricated for my anus... the patch already working its pharmaceutical magic.
I lie tummy down in on my bench, leash removed, knees well parted, balls dangling as desired, head restrained by the semi-circle of metal latched over the back of my neck.
Handler Beth steps before me holding a strip
