“Just stay out of the way this time, peeping Tom,” he said.After we’d had our breakfast, I saw him and Sally disappearing off towards the hotel�...��s private steps down to the rocks. Our parents had only just come down, so I did my bit for young love (or lust) and kept them chatting for a bit. I told my Dad that I’d seen Matt, and he was going to be ready to go by 10 o’clock, which seemed to keep Dad happy. So I gathered my stuff together, and set off for the beach. Although it was possible to get. “Bartholomew, will you take him now, I want to finish sleeping.” My mom said in that same fast voice then put her eye mask on and turned her face into the pillow.Bartholomew turned to me and said in a soothing voice, “the car is downstairs, don’t bring your suitcase, I have clothes set aside for you at home.”I was too stunned to argue, but I obediently followed Bartholomew to the car. It was a grey minivan. I crawled in the back seat and fell asleep. Maybe this was all a dream. I awoke when we. I put my hand to my mouth and spit on it for lubrication. I went back to stroke him."Oh..Keep going..It feels soo good. Go faster please." he said."OK...Grab my dick and rub it or something." I saidHe put his hand on my balls; cupping them. He rubbed them gently."Take your shirt off, Ken"I did.I took my shirt of and Rod scooted up and started to suck on my nipples while stroking me. It was a feeling of extasy. I was now completely naked, and so was Rod, apart from his shirt. While he was. ?Wait? she called him back once more. ?Tara whenever you answer me ‘yes’ or ‘no’ I want you to curtsey also?. ?Yes Mistress? Tom answered curtseying as he did. ?That’s better, Tara? Linda said. ?You may go now?. Tom scurried off to begin his cleaning, his newly caged cock swelling in its cage. For the next several weeks Tom’s life seemed to improve. Communications with Linda, Mistress Lida that is, were still somewhat limited. Tom was now speaking more but.