"What's his name again?" Brian Hartwell."Dave nodded. "Hello Brian, this is Mr. Bernard. How have you been?"Dave spent just a moment talking to Brian ...efore Brian passed the phone off to his mother. Dave talked to Mrs. Hartwell, who he remembered only vaguely from their years of being neighbors. He assured her with one hundred percent confidence that the kids would be watched at all times and that there would be no drugs and no drinking of alcohol. This seemed to comfort Mrs. Hartwell. She even. I even made you a strawberry cheesecake from scratch. I thought to myself "FUCK, that sounds delicious! But I still ain't budging"She continued to knock for several more minutes, before finally giving up. Then a few minutes later, I heard something scratching at my door. Then suddenly, my door flung open. Kesha had used her debit card to unlock my door. Which frustrated the hell out of me."Get the fuck out of my room, Kesha. I have nothing to say to you" I say as I fold my arms and shoot her. "Well slut?"I nodded."Now you little sissy faggot, it is my turn to have you," sneered Master.He didnt even bother with the lube; he just forced his hard cock deep into my ass and started to pound away at my already sore andabused sissy hole.As he started to take me, I started to join in with him too, I could not explain why; it just seemed natural to me.As he continued to fuck my sissy hole Mistress started to speak."Now Sadie, you have made such a good little sissy whore, and the. " Whatever," Eli scoffed. "You started referring to the laser sniperrifle weapon as the douche cannon, and your mother took away yourheadset so you'd stop getting in shouting matches with people."Dale laughed hard at that. "The Parallax Rifle was pretty overpowered. Iwas glad when they toned down the one-hit kill potential on the thing toheadshots only in CE 2."Eli sighed and placed the boxes he'd been carrying on the table. Maybehe had been too hard on Dale. Had he met this guy a week ago.