Don’t make too much noise, if you wake me up, you will pay.??Yes Master.? She plugged her mouth with the ass and pussy taste on it and crawled out ...f the room. The chains and the ball were getting heavier as time went by. She felt like her muscles were about to give out.?When you finish? no, if you finish, come wake me up.? He said as she exited the room.She went back downstairs and finished cleaning the rest of the house. This time, there were no distractions so she was able to keep a. Then he put his clothing on and walked slowly over to the car. He was still a little unsteady on his feet.He went to the back of the Ford and opened up the rumble seat. He found a toolbox and a twenty-two bolt action rifle, along with two boxes of ammunition, one for the pistol and one for the rifle. The rifle was an old octagonal barreled fifteen shot tube feed model made by Western Fire Arms, years before. It looked to have been well used and well maintained. He smiled to himself and. " I gulped. I'd never been ass fucked. I sat up and said "I need a glass of water". He smiled and scooped up a t-shirt from the floor tossing it to me and smiling "Go right, you'll find the kitchen."I threw the t-shirt over my now naked form and hurried out of the bedroom. Turning right I found the kitchen, but like most of the house it was a mess. I looked in vain for a clean glass, but instead settled on a clean looking coffee mug. I started filling it with water from the tap, and trying to. I just want a friend I can talk to without worrying about whether or not she will leave me broke.I guess I should start my story when I got laid the first time. I was eleven, and it was very forgettable.Chapter TwoI was the youngest of four boys. My parents were filthy rich. My dad had money before he married mom, and she was an heiress. They never really loved each other, it was more for convienence. Maybe that's why I want a loving marriage and family so much - I never had one growing up.My.