Not recording it. Well maybe recording it too, but now the four mechanics had watched their boss's wife act the filthy pornstar with a promise she wou...ld do the same for them in lieu of their last two weeks pay. Neal just got a text telling him they were outside waiting by the hottub. Rich, Jake, Diego and Lester. Rich and Jake were from Neal's shop to "help me" keep up with Neal's demanding schedule. They didn't seem to like me much, though now I wondered what he'd told them before they started. She fought and tried to jerk away, her gag reflex kicking in, but she wasn't clawing or really fighting, just reacting. He released her, and she spit out his dick to gasp for air.With his dick glistening with mucus-y saliva inches from her face, James asked, "Does this mean you're my property now, my dirty little slut?"Julie nodded and smiled at him."Well, then it would be a shame to waste a hard wet cock. Roll over, slut."Julie rolled over onto her back, looking up at him still. James got up. They had resisted the treatment and I was stuck where I was.Each day, my pain was getting worse, and I found myself taking more and more pills than I was supposed to, both painkillers and anti-convulsion meds in an attempt to curb my seizures. Originally, I would take two painkillers every four hours and one anti-convulsion med every six, but now I was downing them like tic tacs. My body was weakening, but in a way, that was a good thing. I was close, so close. Soon I could rest in. Jonathan the CourageousThe boat shifted slightly as we shoved off. Timber and board creaked delightfully as the waters of the channel caressed the hull. I smiled and sighed. Boats are wonderful things. Five hundred years of living, and a strong ship and sea breeze still made me grin like a fool. But, I was a simple man back then. With simple goals and simple pleasures. That was when loyalty and honor were the words I lived by. When chivalry made up the bones of me.Now I am a servant and a liar.