Thick nasty rivers of spit ran from his mouth while the gag forced his face into a bizarre contortion. He was awake now – eyes wide a look of fear a...out him. The white kid kept grabbing his thinning brown hair and yanked his hair hissing at him, "Watch you old fuck!"The youth who had forced me into the room pressed my hand up higher on my back. My mind swam with a wild fear. I heard the white guy cackle into my husband's ear, "Okay man, now you're going to get to watch my buddy fuck up your old. "Nothing. Please forget about it. I'm really sorry daddy."I don’t know why but I started to cry. Just the thought of Randy being slightly mad at me was too much to take. I felt so embarrassed. I like to think I'm an adult but I'm just a big baby that can’t handle confrontation. “Amber are you crying? It's okay sweetie. Amber? Look at me."Against my better judgement I turned around. Randy was smiling at me. He motioned for me to move closer to him and I did. Randy was being so sweet I couldn't. Does that bother all of you?" I am bound to you and... Mistress. I worship you no matter what form you take." So you don't miss a nice tasty cock?" I got a little excited myself at the prospect."Yes, I was made to pleasure men, and I can't change that. But your slaves can pleasure each other. Please do not worry about us." Thank you Carly. You may pleasure me now." May I ask a question first?" Go ahead" How should I distinguish between you and mistress?" Call me Grace unless you're pleasuring. It would especially dangerous for her because Malfoy was obviously the new Slytherin transfer and he knew all about her parents. All Hermione could hope for was that Dumbledore was able to make a good enough cover story up for her to allay any suspicion. Im sorry, but this was the only way to allow all of you to attend. No other houses have any room for you. Dumbledore replied, looking genuinely sorry for the inconvenience. There will be a change of clothing for the both of you in your quarters.