“Roll over onto your back,” she instructed. I did so as I swallowed the pill.“Your cock still looks pathetic,” she said, prodding it with the ...toe of her shoe.“Yes Mistress, I have a pathetic limp girly cock.”Her foot hovered just above my cock and then she brought it down and squashed my cock beneath her shoe.“Pathetic, so tiny and soft,” she said, “but you may remove the pegs and get me a drink from the minibar.”With relief and more pain I did as I was told. While she sipped her drink, I. I thought I might need him later.~~~“Yes to another round of drinks, no to dessert.” “Speak for yourself, Vic! These tits didn’t get this big by skipping dessert!”The waitress looked bored as the drunken foursome howled with laughter. And by drunken foursome I mean us. “Two Decadent Delights, please. But only three forks. He gets nothing!”I begged and pleaded and Paige did end up giving me some bites. It was so good. Salted caramel and chocolate cheesecake with… other stuff I don’t know what,. George was right. He could have other men. But he loved the wayGeorge had surrendered. Yes, he had always been gay. Even his parentsfigured that one out early. And if he tried hard enough, he could makeGeorge love him. He knew he could.They went everywhere together. Pride parades. Gay rallies. Same sexweddings. Blake liked to hold hands in public, to kiss, to shock thestraights. He was completely out. Because of that, George was, too.Everyone in his old life thought he was gay. Gloria had seen. Miranda wanted to touch his face, his chest, to gather him up in her arms and tell him that it wasn’t so, that everything would be okay and that she would do everything in her power to make this right. ‘Right,’ Sam cut in on her reverie, ‘the fact that you’re making googly eyes tells me you’ve taken it all in.’ Miranda nodded, self-consciously, where was Sam going with this? ‘Yes.’ ‘Good, now consider this,’ Sam gestured at Grey, ‘This was DONE to him by people. He was tortured, deliberately.