My son is strapped to his milking bench, motionless. As I approach him,I look at his chastity cage dangling down off the edge. Oh! My! God!There is a ...huge bulge of precum in the condom! I have never seen so muchprecum in my life! The bulge looks like the size of a golf ball! Alltrapped in the condom with nowhere to go! I am impressed and proud of mysissy boy.I move to the front his bench and take off the noise cancelingheadphones.Me: Ready for a break sweetheart? (He slowly nods. He is. Would you halve the cantaloupe and put half in the bag. That half goes back into the fridge. Cut the other half in half again and scoop it. The trash is there.” She pointed and went to the stove top and began to cook the toast. I could smell some bacon and saw what looked like some strips. “Do you want two or three pieces of toast?”“Two is fine.” I was doing a workmanship job of handling the cantaloupe. I saw two shallow bowls and put a piece in each bowl delivering them to the table.. Right here now. I start toundress. Taking of my shirt and pants. Bra and panties too babe. I slowly push my bra down myshoulders and turn it around and undo the clips. Next I dropped my panties. Follow me a guard said. Ifollow him. We go down a hallway to a big door. He turned a key and opened it. I follow him though.We go down a hallway with many doors, which must me cells. They all have a solid metal door.We get down to the end to a wood door. This is your new home, he opened the door and. If you are ready to work again, just call me. I can find something for you.”“I’m not looking, but who called?” I asked.“Some county attorney, or something like that. Then there was the Southern Justice League. They are some kind of non profit company. And a couple of law firms. I think they were trying to find a hit man for one of their clients,” Martin informed me.“Gee, the only one I’m interested in is the hit man position,” I replied with a laugh.“Well I have to tell you there is a certain.