'She sat across from me, sipping her Scotch while I gulped down a Coke and some cookies. This went on for about a month. I'd cut the grass, then get m...lk and cookies for my efforts. Then one day, she asked if I could help around the house. 'Sure,' I said, 'but I can't take any money.' She pulled me to her, crushing my face to her chest. It got me all excited.I got hard. She must have been able to feel it. I'm guessing she might have gotten an early start to her Scotch that day. She said, almost. As she drove, they talked. “So, have you and your wife been married long?”“About four years, though it seems like only yesterday. How about you? Are you married.?”“Nope! Haven’t found the right guy yet. Also, this thing with my mother has taken most of my non-work time.”“What’s wrong with your mother?”“Breast cancer, and it’s now spreading. That was why I couldn’t stay. I see too many people dying as it is. To watch my mother do the same is almost more than I can take. I still try to spend time. And her outfit consisted of a short black vinyl maid uniform trimmed in white vinyl ruffles and black lace top stockings that were barely obscured by a fluffy petticoat. The hogtie they had her in looked hellishly delightful. I couldn't take my eyes off her.She looked so cheap in that outfit, as though it had been bought from a seedy porn shop, but I could tell it was custom made for her."Admiring my friend's little sissy faggot sex slave?" His voice caught me off guard; he was behind me. Her clothing protected her most sensitiveparts, but the punishment got through to her on the level I wanted. She was panting when I removed the gag from her mouth and unbound her. Inoticed the extreme excitement had soaked through her shorts and as she rolledonto her stomach I gave her a small swat on the rear. "Now, go to your roomand think about what you've done, and about what you want done tomorrow." PART 2 I awoke the next morning, glad that it was Saturday. For once on the weekendI was.