Nearing the twelfth week since the accident at the fire I saw thechanges gradually occur that became more prominent. I became withdrawnas an effect an...d was called into the office by the Captain and Robbie."Paul, are you happy here?" Robbie asked."Sure Loo, its just I have some problems since that accident, I don'twant a transfer," I said"Look here kid, we're a team, I need my number one hose man on the ballnot with his head up his ass. Anytime we go out on a call anyone of uscould be hurt or. ." Sharon shook her head. "He dragged me across his lap and got me out of my pants, and I figured I was in for a spanking, but it didn't happen. Instead, he made sure I was paying attention, then lectured me on my place in this household..." Oh? Ummm, what is that, Mistress?" Well, for one thing, I've been told that I'm not what Armand calls a 'free woman'. Armand insists I'm a slave. In fact, he claims I have been all along..."The Wench allowed herself a small smile, "You disagree?" You're. Only a gentle, quiet sob, dictated by my occasional squeezing of her wet pussy and the rapid movement of her tits under a white, thin T-shirt revealed that she was a living being, not some sexy pleasure doll with an artificial gaze looking through me. I felt that without saying a word, she completely surrendered to me.The next moment I heard myself, like someone else, say: -We are coming out here!I literally took her off the bus, gripping her upper arms tightly, and then dragged her about ten. Debasing my self totally, I dove down on his cock taking it all into my throat. I sucked and worked my throat muscles on his cock. My eyes closed I relaxed and lost myself in servicing his cock. Marcus watched and made remarks about how good I looked with black cock disappearing into my mouth, and how much more comfortable we all were here. Marcus watched me, kneeling there, bent forward to get Devon's hard cock as deep into my mouth as I could. Pushing down gagging myself, serving my new.