mine are very ticklish for a guy and that sounds like a nightmare, Mistress as i play on words

i'm thinking we've lost both Dommes... :(

hi all

(have a beer and recover a bit or take a pill then use my other hole! that makes me groan louder... just make sure to shove a dildo or some balls in my pussy as it get's lonely otherwise)

Shops & Commons
There's a stand. Familiar color and familiar advertisement. Over the counter stims. Unregulated uppers. The kind of thing he got through his residency with before he had the implant to lessen his need for sleep. There's a fondness in his memory, ineffable, for the stuff. Like everything it had risks, but it focused him. He got through a year and a half sharp as a knife on that. His memory improved. He barely needed to sleep. He could pull more shifts than anyone else not on something similar. A short term hack for experience and to sate the desire to work for the sake of working. Any lapsed moment away from the residency was guilt laden. Any limping form, or doe eyed in pain, a shadow on his conscience.

Where is that today?

I could listen to you moan and whimper all day long.. or as long as my dick stayed hard and your legs were spread)

Ticklish feet ? Imagine that...

Ticklish feet? Imagine that...

Greets the rest of the room-

Shops & Commons
He steps over a steaming prepack of vendor food someone spilled and discarded among the crowd. He moves from one stall to another. Seeking something he had no name for. Hoping that these shops might have the thing that would set his compass right.

(i would thank you for your patronage *giggle* but no talking with a gag... sluts have nothing useful to day so it helps relax us and stops you having to listen to our crap)

(you're special)

as it should be Sir

See you in Myguest

I like to be told what to do lol

for real :)

Enters the room and greets SP-

A little mix up Miss-

Nothing more

Sure…feeling horny and dirty ?

(No worries little girl.. I got no drama here)