"And you're willing to have this stranger observe?" he asked."Yes, anyone, please, I'm suffering." Is it true? You agree to this - this - procedure?" ...he asked me.I nodded."Very well." Everhardt led us back to a dimly lit examination room. He pointed. "You can undress behind the screen. There are fresh gowns-"Ruth had already started to disrobe, reaching behind to unzip the dress. "Give me a hand," she asked me.The doctor was shocked but turned away to gather his instruments and stuff on a. There is no cover, and since I’ve never seen a film running, the place certainly isn’t a cash machine. But that is where the action was.The booths are door-less, but have a seat around a concealing corner so you can't see what is going on unless you pop your head in. Guys will hang back in the booths stroking their cocks until someone enters. As I walked back to the last pair of booths, I didn’t see anyone and thought the place must be deserted. Then I noticed some movement in the dark on the. His chest felt odd, heavy, like someone had glued a pair of balls to it. His legs tingled, grew cold. He had no feeling in his crotch, his hair swished against his shoulders. Everything was wrong, even the level of his perception. He seemed to be looking Reeny directly in the eyes rather than down several inches. Then the room swam, lights flickered and hallucinations conquered his mind. He fell through bizarre, smoky rings, which emanated from all surfaces in a myriad of interesting and unique. "Mr. Williams," he said, "may I offer a suggestion? Rather than scar her body, consider an alternative. Let her remain my slave for the remainder of the week. I will use this time to humiliate and punish her while at school and afterwards. The effect should be much better than a whipping."Mr. Williams thought for a moment and answered, "What do you have in mind?"He and Bill stepped out of Natalie's hearing. Bill's cock began to harden as he expressed his ideas. Mr. Williams beamed at his.