Faggot's shit-eating compulsion comes alive during another man’s bowel movement and seizes control. Shit Master told it that since it wasn’t worth... as yet to devour his turd, nonetheless seeing my Chemed state of desperation Master slapped on a dog collar and leash. It was led held fast by the Master's hand out his front door onto the dark street about 3 o’clock in the morning. Faggot’s mind wasn’t even working, only its insatiable hunger to swallow shit and be debased by this new shit satyr.. You will do the same Sandy as my sub as you read out the terms of your contract with me.Then I release Shannon from my knee and remover her restraints ‎and instruct the two of you to undress one another until you are both naked apart from your two collars which you wear with pride....while you are undressing, daddy also removes his clothes as you both notice how hard and erect my cock is both knowing your actions are pleasing me...I then sit down in my chair and have the two of you kneel either. "Why don't we put our orders in for food with the others than spend twenty minutes unpacking. With me helping, it won't take long. It's only a five-minute walk to the pub so by the time the food arrives, we'll be there."She smiled and said politely, "OK, Steve. That's very kind of you to invite me."It was the start of one of the most memorable relationships of my life - but not in the conventional sense. This was to be something quite rare and unexpected. That first evening was fun from the. “Yeah. I'm the same way. And I'm sorry but I don't really remember yours, either. But you do look familiar.”“Yes,” I said. I told him my first name. “We met a Clyde's about a year, year-and-a-half ago. Had a good time.”Roger chuckled. “Yeah. Always good times at Clyde's place.” He busied himself looking at the funeral home handout giving details of Clyde's life. I did the same. Soon the memorial service started and we didn't say anything else while it was going on. Among the details of his life.