I finished undressing slowly as he watched with unflinching, unashamed lust.More mixed emotions; attraction and repulsion, an impulse to mate and anot...er to run away. What was I trying to prove here? Was I here for myself, for Ron, or because I was mad at Henry?Maybe I was just a whore, attracted to the money these men had. If so, I was the cheapest whore ever. Henry made 20 times more money from my work than he ever paid me.The thought made me grin, and the old man saw that and grinned back at. My body started to tremble again.“Good, Jo see that was easy” he said and “Now we are going to play some. Do not be afraid. Master David explained what your limits are and I intend to respect your limits ... but I need you to respect me in return. You are to obey my commands without question. Fail to respect me then well we will play with my limits, and I assure you are not ready for that. Do you believe I am serious?” he asked.“Yes Master” I whimpered. I wanted to run away and hide but I knew. "When are we going to that stinky old gym?" she asked."Are you going to make your 7AM start time?" I asked."I will have to hurry but I live close. I can shower even," she informed me."Well I will have time for a quick shower and breakfast before I go in to work. I'll bring you a biscuit if you swing by the station at 8:30," I said."I took the shower and dressed in what had become my uniform. A green tee shirt baggy fatigue pants with lots of pockets and a utility jacket. To hide the pistol and. I licked it and it tasted wonderful,swallowed all of it and before I knew it she had the other bosom on myface with the other nipple in my mouth, whereupon I repeated theprevious action and swallowed that whipped cream too. This was fun andI was feeling quite happy.Then she sat up straight again, looked down at me, and proceeded to puta mound of whipped cream on each of my six nipples. She had to put moreon me than she had put on herself as my nipples were considerably largerthan hers.This.