. communicate — That's it! — to communicate his wishes."Then with her eyes wide she asked, "What do you suppose it is?" Then she snapped her finge...rs and exclaimed, "I know! It must be our collars, right? That's why those guys were so eager to give us their stools and why that waiting couple weren't interested in them, either."With her eyes bright but with her expression bland, Marty agreed that Kelly must be right. It was the gold collars they were wearing.Now that they were seated, the two. "I intentionally squeezed myself on him."Now, Larry," I ordered him. "Please fuck me now."Larry withdrew halfway and then eased himself back in. The electric shocks fired off along the whole length of my tunnel as I felt his member rub along its length. I groaned with the feeling, closing my eyes as the sensation overcame me."No," Larry said. "Open your eyes. I want to watch your face as I make you come."I opened my eyes and looked into his face, stern and set with his exertion. I raised my. The three women chat and giggle while you drive silently. None of them even acknowledge you. why would they? You have no worth as a person to them. You are just the driver—for now. Later your duties might change?.. At the mall you are the perfect ?man-in-waiting.? Carrying bags, fetching bottled water and of course, paying for EVERYTHING. When it’s time for lunch you run ahead to their favorite bistro. You arrange for an outside table, waiting with sparkling water and appetizers.. ”Before my mind registers that I can go, I'm sitting there open mouthed as to what he is telling me to do. I know that Taylor is one of Master’s part-time playthings, but being naked in front of Master’s driver, Dave, is a punishment as Master knows I think he is creepy. I'm not stupid enough to question him so I stand and quietly acknowledge his instructions as I leave his office.A short while later my phone rings telling me that Master’s car is outside and ready for him. I knock on his door.