Three raised ramps crossed these lines, end to end and uponthem, over which strode three Mistresses, Orange, Magenta,and Brown, whips in hand, pacing ...and measuring. Near wasempty space but for a packaging table, a bench. Far, lookedto be a lighted cafeteria. On the left were three heavy reddoors next to three tinted windows. From the last, he couldbarely, hear someone screaming. Next to the nearest doorwas a huge injection molding machine and that was makingthe noise. Women cluttered around it,. Even a horny woman; a woman who was willing to confess to you -- at lunch, yet! -- that she used to masturbate to thoughts of your naked body, back when she was a lonely, 17-year-old fat girl.Billy Boy, what you need to do, you need to try to live up to this woman's daydreams! Try to be a real man. My God, Lucy has become a spectacular woman! She is tall, gorgeous, red-haired -- and hot for your body!Do not screw this up!And she's a fucking doctor! And you -- you goddamned animal. You were. . What? ... No. The doctors say Brian died at least twice, while they worked on him ... Yes. It was quite horrible, not to mention frightening, bloody, and the things nightmares are made of..."It was horrible, Sherrie. He nearly bled out, and without the intervention of scientists from the National Institutes of Health, and a remarkable but very dangerous, experimental treatment, there was no hope. Brian would have died, on New Year's Eve..."Sherrie ... Sherrie, listen. Brian is right here, and. I might ruin you for the other guys, but I’m fucking your mouth good, sissy.”Steffie was managing to minimize his gagging as Robert thrust in and out of his throat. As long as Robert didn’t keep his cock buried too long in Steffie’s throat, it wasn’t too bad. But when Robert thrust in deeply, pushing in so far that Steffie’s chin was touching Robert’s balls, and then holding that position, Steffie would start to have a gag reflex. Steffie had learned to deep throat in the past, but it was with.