Chapter Ten
Ted Dalton
First the intense pain of long and sharp needles. This Dr. Reinhold thrust the wicked shards through the very meat of my n*****s without a blink of an eye, as if they were pincushions. Then came the heat of the welding device and the weight of these metal disks. The rings around my testicles can be felt. Not painful but snug just the same. The mittens are a curious touch. I can feel the surface scratch my buttocks.
But then this little minx approaches and gazes at me with a pride of ownership. And she has the nicest breasts. Firm and young, their perkiness embodies youth. The girl calls herself Luana...‘Miss Luana’ to me she carefully explains.
Her dark skin is evenly hued hinting at many hours of basking in the sun. There are no lines to indicate the wearing of
