I pulled my jar of vaseline out from under my bed. From the hall outside my room, I heard some guys talking and laughing as they clomped by. I opened ...up the jar, grabbed a thick wad of vaseline, and glopped it onto my dick. I shuddered for a second as the cold vaseline hit my dick, then sighed in relief as I spread it all over the head, the underside, and the top. Bliss! The slick smoothness felt so good!I lay down on my unmade bed and kicked the sheet and blanket out of the way. My hand was. I also still was naked and hooded. Mistress Jean asked me if I was thirsty, to which I replied yes. Mistress then took me into her bathroom and had me kneel in the tub. She strapped a piss funnel gag on me, stood over me and pissed a long bitter stream of piss down my throat. I drank and drank. Mistress then took out the gag and asked me how my liquid breakfast was. I replied, delicious Ma?am.Mistress said to me that I should be leaving now and helped me take off the hood and cuffs. Mistress. It is a bit of a story. Paul, do you mind?” Bosco looked at me for permission to continue.“Go ahead. I’m getting tired of telling it all the time.” I chuckled.“James, you see the bartender?”“How could I miss her? My God look at those tits.”“That is Paul’s wife, Erin. She owns this bar. She is having twins.”“Paul, no insult intended but with tits like those she needs twins!”“No insult taken.” I nodded to him. “Just don’t move on her, we just got her mouth unwired from a little fight we had here.. I felt like there was no need for me to "reinvent the wheel," just so that I could share this particular facet of my life story with you.* * * * * My Four Favorite Freaky Ways to Fuckby slick_chick* * * * *From the time I had my very first menstrual cycle, all the way up until the time that I finally reached menopause (I was in my mid-40's when that "less-than-pleasant event" happened), I had always felt like I was a true freak-of-nature. Like something was "wrong" with me. I had no idea why I.