He sent me off to be 'tested'

I thought I had it bad, that this was the deepest pit of Hell that I would ever be **** to endure. Time would prove me wrong soon enough.

One day after I'd been used and abused in his predictable way, the bitter and salty taste of the load he just **** me to swallow and the red hot burning hand imprints he'd left on my cheeks still made me cringe inside... He dropped the bomb on me.

''I've perfected you as much as I'm able to without more field testing. The only question that remains, is which of my accomplices to send you to first?"'

l was stunned into speechlessness, staring dumbfoundedly at my captor, as he readjusted those geeky Harry Potter-like glasses, effecting a ponderous pose. It hadn't occurred to me then that someone else might have been part of this project of his, but it makes sense I suppose.