I was sat on Martin's chest just inches from his bearded chin, he was lying on his back naked with his right arm under his head and his left hand stroking his cock. He clearly had no qualms about being naked in front of the soldiers and scientists who came and went and why should he? He is 50 foot tall, no-one can tell him what to do. He may be a prisoner here, shackled to two large concrete blocks that he could not lift but when it came to taking orders Martin was incapable of being bossed around. I had to wonder what he would do if he ever got free of these chains. Images of him facing down helicopter gunships came to mind.
Over the next hour various people came and went, officials tried to question me but Martin would force a finger in my mouth so I could not answer, doctors wanted to examine me and Martin would only allow it if I was clenched in his fist in front of them. I was in the most bizarrest of situations and often I felt like crying and screaming but most of the time I just sat, leashed to my gigantic owner. Martin continued to stroke his cock then he suddenly stopped and sat up with no regard for me as I tumbled off his chest and between his legs.
Over the next hour various people came and went, officials tried to question me but Martin would force a finger in my mouth so I could not answer, doctors wanted to examine me and Martin would only allow it if I was clenched in his fist in front of them. I was in the most bizarrest of situations and often I felt like crying and screaming but most of the time I just sat, leashed to my gigantic owner. Martin continued to stroke his cock then he suddenly stopped and sat up with no regard for me as I tumbled off his chest and between his legs.