Chapter Five
“That’s a good boy. Give me all that nasty goo.”
The nurse’s hand works my shaft like a long cow’s udder and I am forcefully relieved of several weeks of fluid buildup.
“The Queen is having dinner with the General. You know how much he enjoys you. We’re going to make you nice and presentable.”
My heart leaps with the reference.
The General is a very tall, muscular man. In public he plays the role of the small country’s commander of the army. In private he is a cruel libertine with a proclivity for indiscriminately sodomizing all races and genders.
The Queen enjoys watching him recreate and the General enjoys performing. My extremely effeminate appearance seems to intrigue his libido...that and my ten inches. Due to the Queen’s munificence, I am slightly better endowed t
