The problem was me. For example, Mary had said how much she liked to be bound, how she enjoyed being taken. Had I? I mean, when she said it, it made m...e instantly hard. But now? Was I afraid of hurting her? Yes. But, more than that, I was afraid of losing control, my control.When I returned to the living room, she was asleep. I slipped between them and closed my eyes. Normally, I do not remember my dreams. This one I will never forget.I was naked, standing by a river flowing through a desert. Sometimes to my intense delite DADDY uses me in front of them , or pimps me out to them for bets he loses ! They mostly are large beautiful BLACK GODS like DADDY is , but none of them know how to treat me , but DADDY! I walk around in a pink thong making sure DADDY , & the other guys have whatever they need , or want (LUCKY ME) ! Sometimes DADDY will call me "Hey you worthless, white FAGGOT cum over here , & give your DADDY a nice foot massage!" I say "Yes DADDY in a minute just let me finish. A month of relentless torturing went on by which I thought was bad but I had know idea what I was waiting for me at the end of the month. I woke up that morning and the leash was attached to my cock cage, you were laying there next to me waiting for me to wake up. You tell me with a sharp tug your ass is mine today first you will lick my cunt clean from me rubbing myself. Your sweet nectar runs down my chin you tell me that's good now get up and present your ass to me. I get up and out of. Echo Three out.”She gestured from the bed.“On the move where, big boy?”He looked back at her.“You’re not getting up?”She laughed.“Well, yes. Except I can hardly move, you bastard.”He snickered.“You think that’s funny?”“Not at all. I take it as a compliment.”She patted his crotch as she passed him on her way to the dresser.“It was.”When she was dressed, he held the door for her.“Take me home, Echo One.”Her sedan came to a halt at the end of the block where she lived with the Senate minority.