Just please, don’t do it ever again. We talked about this.”Katie's eyes lit up. “Okay…" she said, looking down at her plate. She got a look of...subtle jealousy from Jax, who got up and walked away. Without saying anything more, I stood up and walked out myself. I had to get to my room before saying anything else stupid. My split mind started battling again. One side fought for the side of common sense and told me I had to end this with them now. The other side was urging me to jerk off while. But he remembered the feel of Willy's hands and mouth on him andsomehow knew he'd struggle to find anyone else willing to do that rightnow. An increase in libido, he thought, and as he did so felt somethingthrob hungrily deep inside. He felt almost dizzy as he imagined how itmight feel to have Willy's cock inside him and found himself respondingnot with horror and disgust but excitement and desire. There wassuddenly perspiration on his chest and forehead.The door banged and Willy came in. He. Frank always had something new to show my Master and often wanted to try it out. Then there were always new experiences in the guest house.It was Mrs. Stein’s evening to have me and use me. She was using my room for whatever she had in mind. Mr. Savage was offering to assist her. Mrs. Stein always needed help to carry out her often extremely naughty and depraved plans. "Oh that's very sweet of you dear, I'd love the help. She's going to be a good little slut for me, aren't you? She's always. I try to come up with the right words and finally say, “Like God touched me.” “That’s exactly right,” he says. “God touches you through me, his priest. Would you like him to keep touching you?” “Yes, please,” I manage to mumble as another wave of trembling goes through me. He takes my nipples between his thumbs and fingers and begins to pull at them. This is something I do to myself every night in bed so I already know how good it will feel. “Does God touch Sister Immaculate Heart?” I ask..