Life had been hard and lonely and Donna was the cornerstone of her existence; what she was going to do when her daughter spread her wings and left the...nest, Noreen had no idea. Noreen didn't drink and she stayed away from men -- she had toys, but mostly she just avoided temptation and masturbated when things got too hard. When she hadn't followed up her mistake with three other children, her parents realized that they'd been too harsh and there had been a reconciliation -- and Noreen had done. I am owned by and will proudly serve Mistress Alexis.??Now slave william, knowing your position, in a clear loud voice, you will tell me what you are, you will tell me who your owner is or you will stand and asked to be released at once.?In a not so loud and feeble voice, I heard myself utter, ?I am a lowly male slave, slave william and I am a pain-slut. I am owned by and will proudly serve Mistress Alexis.??Excellent, you are now mine and both of you will be trained to be my pain sluts,?. “How long have you and Sonya been together?” she said at last.“Three years, almost.”“Tom and I were together for four. I thought he was the one, you know? We were each others’ first.”She looked up at me, her lip twitching down into a frown. “It wasn’t all your fault, what happened the other night. You told me you had a girlfriend. You dropped it into the conversation a propos of nothing. That should have clued me in right there that you weren’t interested, but I just—I just needed—““You don’t. "He's mine again this week. You get back to your own man or we might have to turn him over to the twins and make you share with the rest of us."We all laughed at this and sat down to lunch. We spent the time discussing our weekends and our impressions of the situation. Everyone seemed in agreement that nothing had changed except the depth of our involvement.We had also gotten two more requests to play at parties in the next month. Both would pay decent for a beginning band and should get us.