" Please may I drink your amber nectar Mistress?"She burst into fits of laughter."Amber nectar my ass.......it's piss....ask correctly faggot!." Pleas... may I drink your piss Mistress," I asked again."Well since it seems you REALLY want to drink my piss, judging by thelittle fella, sure knock yourself out...then get back to work!"It had not escaped my notice that my cock was painfully hard during thishumiliating experience and I blushed at my pathetic lust.The next time I was called to served. I never told Hilda about the 5 grand i stored there just in case. LeRoy also told me, over my objections, that he was asking around for Gary about the contract. And he was asking a lot of people. He told me there was some interest,actually, more than just a little. I noticed several new men coming to Fantasia, and i knew what for: to scout her out. Possible buyers.And Gary had Hilda fucking them as they pleased. Her behavior changed from a demure, modest woman I loved into that of a common. If you need anything, anything at all, my bedroom is across the corridor, good night sweetheart." I smiled at the look in her eyes and moved closer to kiss her forehead, a brief but tender moment, then I stepped back. "Sweet dreams." I turned and left, closing the door softly before crossing to enter my bedroom, stripping off my clothes as I walked towards my own bathroom, I needed a shower, a cold one.Opening the door quietly I stepped into the bedroom, the morning sunshine filtered through. “At last, you have arrived. Salvation is here! Gentlemen, please lower your weapons; I mean you no harm.“I have been calling for days, and I had almost given up hope, but I find that you have finally arrived.”I decided to go along with the ravings of the old man, because I figured that would give us the most information in the least amount of time. My radio was on, so the two women were getting a first-hand report as things happened.The old man said, “My American name is Jack Martin, but my.