But, where was I?I took stock of my surroundings. I was laying on the floor of a strangelycubicle room of 4 by 4 by 4, fully padded on the interior on... all walls aswell as the ceiling and the floor. The lighting was strangely diffusedand I couldn't discern any specific source. It seemed to permeate throughevery wall. As I managed to get up, I noticed the only object present inthe corner of the room. It was a metal toilet, exactly like you find inevery airplane. No water in the bowl. And however. I sat quietly as Robert drove on this mysterious expedition, picking his way through the mid-morning traffic. I was content, at peace, sitting beside him.The weekend had been good. We'd done the same on both days. Met for lunch, feeding me up, permanently hungry now. Robert being kind and gentle. Then squash after work. Robert being unkind and not at all gentle. I'd been lucky to win the odd point. I planned to practice secretly with Barbara and surprise him. Still, the exercise was good after. Rimming was fun! And so was tribbing. She was a cum slut and could never get enough cumming. And she loved teasing me about it.None of this bothered me in the least. A cum slut would be a whore and that was what I wanted. Just so long as she loved her daddy and master. I had plans for that pussy of hers and other things too.First we stopped in the hotel and dropped off all her luggage. Then we freshened up. We needed it after all the cumming that went on in my rental car. After that we went to. I can hardly wait till later on to roll play and wear the outfits for him. We get to the soccer field just in time he quickly changes and I go sit in the bleachers to watch and cheer him on. He comes up and kisses me for all to see "for good luck "he says. His team wins the game we celebrate the win at a restaurant. The other team is paying. They wont let me pay for mine saying "any friend of Jims is friend of ours". I smile and thank them. We get a pitcher of beer and a few huge pizzas. Some.