I think that they need changes to make it clearer that slaves are still citizens and still have human rights.“Last night, at a pre-election party, o...ne lady actually asked me to lend her Jason as a toilet slave while he stood there in obvious disgust, and then she taunted him about things of a scatological nature. I kicked her out of my house right then and told her never to come back. Things like that really give me pause. I want to dominate Jason, sure, and he wants me to do it, too, but I’d. You are doing this of your own will.”I was confused. “Very well.”“So you will give this presentation, but I want you to slow down and remove your shirt.” She said with a smile.Looking at her questioningly, I did so. Fortunately the room was warm enough. I started again, but of course my mind was a little distracted. I slowed down. I got through the first slide well enough.“Very good Andy. It was coherent now. Let’s keep going. Remove your pants. Keep going on the presentation!”Now I felt a. That's what it says on my driver's license."We are in love with each other," he said as helooked at me and gave me that loving smile.Of course I love John, my John. And I feel that hegives me so much love back."In fact," John told me. "We are getting married nextweekend."I looked at my engagement ring and thought about whenhe gave it to me. It was such a nice birthday presentlast year and showed his love for me. I accepted assoon as I stopped crying from the happiness. In aweek we will. She sat, naked except for a black thong, on the couch. Her toe next to the grand toe was nearly a half-inch longer than the big toe, I thought I would melt. “Oh my God Mistress! You’re fucking gorgeous!” blurted from my mouth. She smiled at me, “Come, and worship me pet.”I fell to my hands and knees and crawled to her feet. “You’re my pet, my panty-boy, my sissy, my bitch, my plaything….”I pressed my lips to the top of her feet and began kissing them, “Good girl, sit and worship your.