I can’t believe you are doing this to me, I hear more clicks as you take more pictures.I then feel you stop and a few more pictures are taken, I wip...e my face and breasts, my legs are covered still in piss and cum but my face is cleaner. `Oh thanks`. I open my eyes and you are still standing there naked with a camera in your hand, smiling down at me. `Now to finish off` you say. You move up to me grab the back of my hair and push your cock into my mouth and tell me to `clean it up`. I start to. An impossible nostrum is required,For I can sense it growing with every bated breath.The void from within is gaining ground; I beg this message be inquired!The silence is beginning to take the place of emotion, an effect highlyundesired.Soon, the vitality in my body will be replaced by death.The shadows grip my sentience like a vice.Bound by noir, I am like a soulless Shadow Reaver.Devoid of emotion and conscience, my evil glare is as cold as ice.Able to cause atrocities without remorse, I no. "Now i'm going to cut you you worthless cunt, but you don't deserve the knife!"I go back to my coat on the hall stand, from my pocket i retreive a length of electrical wire."Stand to attention whore" i bellow. Shocked back into reality you stand with your hands folded behind your back. A whooshing sound is made by the cable as it moves through the air before making the most painful of contacts with your 38D tits. Again and again the cord marks your breasts leaving perfect red lines across. And made love to his girlfriend, Kirsty. I was tempted to tell her right then, but I thought better of it. Rosh Hashanah passed, and then came Yom Kippur. After it ended that Saturday night we had a lovely dinner in the synagogue, to celebrate the end of fasting and atonement. I was glad to get all the planning and the celebrating over with. I needed to get back to some naughty play in my basement. Marge was happy with the results of our planning. Everyone else seemed to be, too, so I was.