“Sucking cock,” I recited.“How many cocks are you going to suck?” Masked asked.“As many as you like, Sir,” I said.“Let’s give her some...cock,” Master said as he shoved his own into my face. I sucked onto it as hard as I could, making loud raspberries and moving my head as much as possible so that Master didn’t have to move his cock too much. I tried to fit as much cock as I could but it wouldn’t go all the way down. In the end, Master had to hold my head in place with his hand as he pushed his. Come home. Megan.Aidan felt numb while in the taxi, idly watching bits of London pass by. Then he was busy finding a train and a reasonably priced ticket. His train was to leave at nine, and so he had time for a meal in the restaurant. He was hungry, and realised he had not eaten a meal since breakfast.Once on the train, he sat in the quiet coach, turning off his mobile. He did not want to have to talk to anyone. His feelings were bleak, and the thought that Sam was now definitely with someone. I started longing to be with Master. I became addicted to chatting with Master. Master would call me at random times during the day only giving me minutes to respond. It was difficult but I managed to call him back or text a nude picture of myself to him while at school. I had passed the beginning stages of eventually becoming his full time slave. In order to become Master’s full time slave I needed to be willing to move in with him and get a tattoo proclaiming I was property of Master Ross. Mysteries must wait, I needed caffeine to allowmy brain to complete its awakening. I moved over to the dresser uponwhich stood the coffee percolator and switched it on - nothing, no littlered light, no cheerful bubbling just silence. I tried the light switch,same result so I went over to the shower door and opened it and switchedon the pump and heater, still nothing. They must have switched the poweroff in this section I thought and tilted my head and listened carefully. The main engines.