” “Maybe one day,” Joan said, “we can try something.” “Maybe, but I'm not committing to it tonight. All I want to do is watch you two fuck... like bunnies.” “Is that going to help you with your horniness?” I asked. “No, but if you two put on a good enough show, I'll get myself off.” “Okay,” Joan said, “all day long all I could think about was rubbing on you and getting your cock inside me. Let's do this!” We all stood, quickly got the kitchen in order and then I followed the two women up the. " Mr. Shaw was my husband." Mr. Shaw was your master before he married you, isn't that right, Vanessa?" She stiffened when she heard me call her by her first name. I'd always been formal with her before."He loved me." I didn't ask you that, Vanessa. I'm sure he loved you. Even a master may fall in love with a slave. Don't forget that a slave can't lie to a master. She risks a whipping if she's caught lying to her master." You're not my master." Vanessa was being stubborn, but that's only to be. Deeply humiliated, he was taken back up to his room by Ms. Labeaux whereundressed and back into his sleep shirt and frilly panties, played withhis doll until bed time. Ms. Labeaux made sure that by the time he wasput to bed, he knew how to play with his doll just like all the otherlittle girls.The next two months followed the same pattern. The only differences werethe subject matter of his lessons. Other humiliations were added. Hebegan feeling more and more juvenile as he had to ask to go to. ”“That’s okay. I never claimed to be a SEAL or a sniper. I was an Engineman. OSHA regulations insisted that we wear double hearing protection when our big diesel generators were running. What’s the point of being quiet, when you’re babysitting a huge engine that loud? Okay, will I be safe here, without you watching my back?”“You should be. You have a secure place to sleep. Just make sure that you take Jim or Henry with you whenever you go out. You shouldn’t have any trouble. Everyone in town.