Your master stood to the side, only speaking to laugh when the king made some lewd comment or other. You were wearing only one strap of black velvet ...around your bosom and nothing over your pussy, which had been shaved smooth for the first time that morning, when the other slaves (and your master) teased you for becoming so aroused by the razor. You were very self-conscious as the king approached because the black velvet made your status clear – you were being groomed for use only for sex. . “You want to do it again?”She hit my arm. “You know what I’m saying, don’t pretend you don’t.”I sat up with her and put my arms around her. “Well then, let’s go see. Oops! The big question is: do you have to pee?”Donnie said, “Andrew I always have to pee!”So in we went to the bathroom and Donnie peed into this container. She pulled out the test strip and held it in the pee for a few seconds and then brought it out and laid it on the counter.I had my hands around her and was cupping each breast,. Too tired."At first, I was pissed off. Too tired! Too tired? Too tired to get a blow job? Is there such a thing? Then a great sadness rolled over me. It appeared things were worse than I had thought. Had he been having an affair? I doubted that because there simply was little to no opportunity. He was always at work or home. He never went anywhere or did anything. Maybe he was so used to it not happening that he was just taking care of things himself. If he had masturbated in the shower just. I stopped humping the dildo and released my cock and pretended like I was asleep. I kinda opened my eyes and to my surprise they were just standing there at the rail staring at me. At this point there was no point in faking like I was asleep so I opened my eyes and turned towards them. My neighbor smiled and said "Don't let us stop you."With that cue I grabbed my dick again and slowly began to jerk. After about 30 seconds my neighbor's husband yells out "What about your friend?" At first I was.