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As we stroll to the open field a merry Danny Boy frolics, enjoying so well the outdoors after many weeks of indoor servitude. His little feet patter and he amuses himself by jogging around me in circles as I walk directly to the open area. “You’ll need suntan lotion, Danny Boy, and your special gloves, so you don’t cheat.” I coat his entire body to make it gleam in the bright sunshine. He giggles when I smear a sizable dollop into his cleft and insert my index finger into his rectum. Some of the handlers notice and begin to stroll toward us. All love to watch me work Danny Boy and of course a cute castrated male is quite the attraction for women of Dominance. “Hands,” I command. He offers such without delay and I retrieve from my pocket thumbless mittens. When donned and tied off at th