My cock strains against my satin panties and I slaver at theerection in my mouth.I lift my lips from the turgid member and look at the purple veins pu...lsingalong the shaft and the engorged crimson glans; my lipstick is smeared onthe shaft. I look up lovingly into John's eyes and see the lust; the lustthat I have invoked. A feeling of power and sexual energy surges throughme. I lower my face and trace the veins in his throbbing cock with thetip of my tongue and I'm delighted when I hear him. "It's time for your nextinjection."Sebastian sat still whilst Emma injected him again. It felt good as hisbody absorbed the pink liquid.Emma then got Sebastian to lie in bed, whilst she placed this strangehelmet over his head. She explained that the helmet would help himrecover from his ordeal. Pressing a button on the back of the helmet avisor dropped down covering his eyes. Sebastian could see nothing."Now for the next month you will lay there whilst my brain device startsmapping your brain. A lot. And I love that you did. That we both do.”“But… but… Marie. I don’t. I’ve never… well, rarely…”She stopped me with a finger touching my lips, “Well you do with your kitten, and I can’t tell you how happy that makes me.”I suddenly realised that I was happy. I was more than happy. I was ecstatic. This beautiful young woman had given me something wonderful. Not just sexually, but emotionally. A delightful closeness, and a sense of impishness and fun.A wash of fatigue came over me, and I. Lindiwe was almost a prisoner of Empire Cleaning Services as a result of the draconian penalties imposed on illegal immigrants, although she was grateful that her employer's business practices were actually rather more ethical than many entirely legal enterprises. If she was working in one of the countless sweatshops in Central London, she'd have to work for very long hours and never get more remuneration than food to eat and a mattress to sleep on. It was ironic that the employment practices.