Tearing off the entire roof on the left side of the shed, nailing in new rafters and cutting and fitting the plywood, salvaged from some -only God kno...ws where, old billboard. Once again the red and black painted plywood advertised —Rock City. Finishing the roof as Holly finished hauling away the old roof to the burn pile and straightening up what she could on the inside, together we stood looking at each other, sweaty, dirty but satisfied with a good days work. “This calls for a celebration,”. "How dare you speak to me in my home?" But, but, how was I supposed to let you know I earned a release?"Mistress slapped my face with the back of her hand. "How about a written note?"The anger and the slap were too much. I started crying.Mistress took my head in her hand. "Stop crying."I looked into Mistress' face. Her expression was still very stern."Since this is your first infraction, you'll only lose 4 credits. Do you understand?" Yes Mistress," I meekly replied.Mistress walked off.I went. Eleven in the morning? How long did I take getting ready? I also noticed Master looking at something next to him on the couch. The arrangement of the furniture in the living room meant that his back to me, so I couldn’t see what it was that he was staring down at. Not wanting to startle him from his thoughts, I stepped in a bit further and asked quietly, “Master? Is everything alright?” Master simply waved a hand at me, beckoning me towards him. I moved around the edge of the couch and stood. In the story, the woman started going down on her man, his throbbing cock being swallowed by her mouth.We laughed a little, just not knowing how to get things going. It was awkward to say the least.I reached over above the covers and started slowly stroking Greg's legs and chest, staying away from his member.Greg closed his eyes and rested his head further back on the pillow. I kept slowly moving my hand around his cock until I saw the tee-pee it was starting to make under the bed sheet. It was.