Jasmine had then piled her hair on top of her head, securing it with clips (and Cynara gained a whole new appreciation for the ponytail) before leadin...g her downstairs to dinner. Charles was there to greet her in the hall."You look lovely," he smiled warmly."Thanks." Wow, she actually looks like a respectable lady now," Ashton said, coming to stand next to them, and Jasmine scurried away. Charles gave him a glare, and held out his arm for Cynara to take."Shall we?" he offered gallantly. Cynara. You know what we do to thieves in this town?"Please sir." I cry out. "Please. I didn't mean to." I said, `Do you know what we do to fucking queer ass little thieves in thistown?'" No sir. Please stop sir." We fuck them good." Please no. Stop. Please let me up. Please don't."With the weight of his body bearing down on me, the cop makes short work ofmy clothes. He literally tears them from my body. The last bit of clothingto go are my briefs, and as soon as he's shredded and discarded them,. " This is my fault," I said."No it's not," Austin said. His expression hardened. "It was that kid. I'm just glad I happened by."I suppressed a shudder. I didn't want to think of how things might haveended, if not for Austin."Look, promise you won't say anything about the plant." Austin saiddirecting my attention back to the now, "He thinks I came here to giveyou back your phone. He doesn't know I overheard him talking to one ofhis board members about it. He's going to break the news to. .. running down slowwwwly and Clark wants to suck it and drink it. Sissy is hungry. Sissy needs cock. He races to the W/C with the remaining bits of self-control, while precum oozes from his sissy clitty and wets his pants. He undoes his pants, racing his hand to his sissy clitty... but a sissy clitty is not a cock. Sissy needs cock. The remainings of Clark's self control fought hard not to jump out of the small cubicle where the toilet bowl was, into the next one, and suck the cock he could.