Forgot, that is, until I tried to stand on it. The pain lancing through my leg was almost crippling, and I sank back onto the bed. ‘These things alw...ays hurt more the next day, dumb-ass, ‘ I reminded myself. I reached over, grabbed my crutches, and swung out of bed again, this time keeping the sore foot off the ground. I made my way into the bathroom and downed some Advil, before making the mistake of looking in the mirror. If I thought my hair was wild before I cried myself to sleep, it was. As the torrent of cum begins to issue forth, the electricity surges towards both your heads. Your brain shuts down as the head of your cock becomes the center of your universe. It's the only thing you can sense. Time stops as her swallowing reflex pushes up on the bottom of your cock with her tongue and massages the top of your head with her soft palate.Every spurt of cum initiates another round of this delectable massage, starting another cycle of spasms, which in-turn starts another cycle of. Casey had seen this room when she initially checked out the residence on her first night of babysitting. It was dark, windowless and filled with shit she had never seen before. There were sex swings, tables, chairs and other things. Not normal furniture. This shit would torture the recipient of it. Jane remembered the wall display of items. They were set up like a tool board in a garage. Dildos of all sizes, ball gags, chains, whips. Fuck she thought to herself. She was done in her hands. Casey. “My lord, if I may have a moment,” a voice called from behind me, and I turned around.It was one of our sergeants-at- arms, and I stopped and waited for the older man to approach me. I stood up straight as he bowed in an informal but correct greeting. “Sergeant.” One did not waste words with these men, I’d learned. Most of them were veteran warriors, and they deserved my respect.“I have a new squire for you, M’lord. He is waiting in the knight’s hall for you.”I suppressed the urge to snap at.