Oh God’ Barbara was torn. Her rational mind was shocked. This wasn’t how she’d been brought up after all. But her emotional side was taking note... of the increasingly strong signals from her body. It was telling her in no uncertain terms that it wanted Heathers delightful fingers back! She looked up into Heathers tormented eyes, her gaze drifting longingly down to those full, soft lips. They looked so incredibly kissable! So she did. She lifted her face up, silently keeping her eyes on. I hate how my body betrays me I am once again feeling embarrassed and yet also close to cumming. The bobbing up and down of my body trying to get away from the pain starts to take its toll on my legs my muscles protesting in discomfort and pain. You watch as I have a shuddering orgasm, my body trying to twist and turn, knowing I can’t move. I think you are going to release me as you have stood up and are walking toward me, I give a sigh of relief that it is over. But you don’t release me. Nice comments, like compliments, but I knew they were telling me that they noticed the change.By the third week I was appalled at what Sarina laid out for me to wear. There on the door was a pair of black palazzo pants, so wide that when I put them on it looked like I had a long skirt if my legs were kept together. A matching black mock turtleneck with 3/4 sleeves. The sleeves had these huge cuffs, which only a female shirt would have. I had a pair of black pantyhose to put on and black patent. ..I will answer "No Sir not yet!" As he squirts his ice cold urine into my colon it has to be ice cold so I can feel it rise up inside of me and I do inch by frigid in it creeps up my intestines and I cramp a little from the cold see he saves his pee all day long and stores it in the fridge and then every morning he feeds it into my ass he enjoys doing this to me and I must let him I am his sub you see and do everything he wants...Finally I am full and he asks again "Are you full yet?" I answer.