He was constantly at my side, awakening me in the mornings with tea, and a light breakfast, served at bedside. He helped me with my grooming for the d...ay and than proceeded to drive me to the office. After work he was again there to drive me home and serve my dinner. I was 50 years old at the time, 6-foot, 200 pounds. My houseboy was 5 foot 2 inches, and weighed about 130 pounds. Unsure of his age, I guessed it to be around 19. He was kind of on the effeminate side. Long graceful muscular. "I suppose you'd describe it as a form of marketing. I make commercial videos for companies, sometimes about their products, sometimes about the company itself. It is not that glamorous but it pays well."Carl interjected, "Jeff is far too modest to tell you this himself, but he has won awards for his work. He is one of the best in the business."Jeff laughed, "They were merely awards from a trade association, that's all. The way Carl talks you'd think they were Oscars! He's always one to talk. "I'm quite well, though the work here is not easy, mind you; the conditions are much improved from Kurukshetra." Did you contact Mage Benjamin?" I asked."Yes, he's been here several times in the last three months and has been a big help in dealing with many of the women damaged by the collars," she said. "Sadly the collars aren't the only problem, many are still suffering from psychosis and trauma resulting from multiple rapes and forced pregnancies, roughly on a par with extreme combat. I press my face into his thigh and I shuffle over so I'm sat between his legs resting my tipsy head against his crotch. The festivities continue and I feel myself succumbing to the alcohol, the more daddy touches me or even just looks at me the hornier I can feel myself becoming. My tight little cunt soaking through my panties.I must control myself, our friends are still here.I get up to get us more drinks "it looks like our guests may be staying the night little one" daddy grins as I return.