I told her, "I've discovered the power cock and I don't need you anymore. I've become a cocksucking faggit slave. I've been on my knees sucking my Mas...ter's cock for the past five days. All I really want is a nice big cock in my mouth. I have to go now and suck some dick. Good bye." She was crying as I hung up the phone. I didn't care. I now totally and completely belonged to my Master and that's all that mattered. I had no will but the will of his cock. We both knew it. I looked at my Master as. “You have talent for this” he said. Then she could hear him drinking again and then the sound of the beer bottle being put away somewhere. She twitched when he put his other hand on her hip. She opened her eyes and finally caught his gaze.“Are we...going to….make love? She asked, the last part hardly above a whisper. “No…“Oh…“But I am planning to fuck you, Joan…She gasped as her faced turned red. Why had she said something so stupid as “make love” about a situation like this?“You can make love. He checked the cottage over, and apart from a slight musty smell - due no doubt to his long absence - everything was as it should be.Arron sighed, removed his new boots he had purchased in the town and flopped on the bed, and for the first time in many months he relaxed. He had purchased some supplies, enough food for a week and he had plenty of fresh water due to the spring behind the cottage. It would give him time to decide what he was going to do next. He had talked to several other people. I could tell that she liked it when I shook a little in reaction. We looked into each others' eyes, and I said, "I know I'm about to lose you, but ... can we be with each other tonite??"Her smile and firmer embrace was enough for me to start on her. I kissed her as softly as I could, but then increased the pressure so she would know how much I would miss her. I played with her tits as if it were the first time, and re-discovered every little inch of them with my lips and tongue. She sighed when.