They tended to be a bit more hard core than you average top shelf mags with titles such as Whitehouse and Rustler. Well apart from making sure my seme...n was being regularly released, they gave me a clear idea of what the female anatomy consisted of as opposed to the airbrushed offerings in softer top shelf mags.Things were a little different for me. I suppose I was a bit of a swat, but then again I did enjoy school work. The ‘lads’ just didn’t and couldn’t wait to leave. For me I got a decent. “What do you want me to do,” he asked, “cowgirl?” “You jus’ go ahead an’ lay right here on the floor,” she said. Johnny eased himself down. His cock was painfully hard as he looked up her legs to the black thatch of her pussy. She knelt beside him and went to work. The length of rope turned out to be several lengths of rope. First she had tied his wrists together, winding the rope around in an intricate pattern. Then she had done the same thing to his ankles. Finally she produced a thin. “One day, I shall also be a castratrix,. Soon, very soon I think. I assure you, many of you men I will geld.” Richard tried to move, to twist away but his bonds held him tight. “He is getting into the theme isn’t he.” Katjia said. “Jonathon, you are Oscar material. It is though you really do dread your castration. But we know better don’t we; my toy…” She held up her scalpel and Richard noticed a sliver of blood. Oh sweet Jesus, she’d begun the process! “I’m not Jonathon! Mmmmmhph” It felt. I also could not stop thinking about what she was doing at this very moment. Did she meet someone up to her expectations? Has she already left with someone? All the thoughts and pictures in my mind were driving me crazy with lust for her. I did not know where and what was happening to me. All I know is my little dick was hard from the abuse she’s now doing to me, a new kind of mental humiliation I must get use to. Gina had not returned home when I expected her to. So I just lay in bed still.