Maybe wehad more in common than I originally thought.I returned to reception and the harpy on the counter. "Your officephoned to remind you to not to ...forget your tampons. Don't forget yourappointment next week for your nails. Bye, sissy," she said loudly as Itook the card from her and placed it in my little handbag, then mincedmy way back to the office via the chemist's shop.There were sniggers as I collected the box of feminine hygiene productsand returned with them?they refused to give me a. I went to her bedroom to wake her up. She woke up and asked me what happened.I explained everything to her and she started laughing. I stopped her and asked for help. She was confused and said that is wrong and we can’t do that.After a long conversation, she somehow agreed and decided to help me. I locked the door and removed my undies. My rock hard dick popped out and my sister didn’t look at my dick at first. I asked her whether this is the first time that she watched dick directly.She. I like chatty.We arrive at the physical therapy place. I am delighted to see D’andre waiting outside for me to arrive. I smile. He always makes me feel good. He helps the ride service person unload me and he takes position behind my chair pushing me to the therapy room.“How are you today, Sunshine?” D’andre asks.“Better now that I see your smiling face.”“Wonderful! Let’s get you through the therapy today, then I was going to push you through the back gardens afterwards if you would like.”“Um,. “Now in again.”Again, I couldn’t breathe. Again the giant blocked my airway dick. I began to struggle again, but I had no strength. I felt my bladder empty, felt the steaming urine run across my rectum. Oh, God, just kill me if that’s what you’re going to do!I guess I passed out. When I awoke, I was tied to a hook in the ceiling, my legs held apart by a bar run between them, ankles secured, bar chained to a ring in the floor. I could barely reach the floor, tip toes supporting me, protecting my.