“Hurry up!” she barked. I had to have been wrong, that is just disgusting. xxx Or should I say, the woman sized onesie. “Good boy!” she exclaimed with a huge horse smile as another mouthful filled me. I burped after she fed me breakfast and I guess it was close to her face. She shrugged her shoulders and continued, “And if you are going to cry like a little girl, you will be treated like a little girl! Then instantly, something warm and salty splashed into my mouth. That was my fault. The second time she spanked me was for making a suckling sound only a few days later when she was on the phone while nursing me. I don’t remember, I couldn’t have been doing anything out of the ordinary. She told me to stay silent, but I was hungry. I started hating her.
