"Come over."She put the phone down. She had to be thirty, around my own age, older than I liked, she had smaller tits than I liked, I liked brunettes ...ith green eyes not blue eyed blondes, I did not fancy her at all, really, I thought as I pulled my decent shirt and jacket on and set off to walk the few hundred yards to her place.The door was open, no need for keys.She was waiting in the kitchen, dressed in a short black dress, jewels sparkled from her ear rings and necklace, she smiled as she. Four other members asked the four others. After the last one, I felt hands reach up and remove my blindfold. We were in Junction Station, all right… in fact, we were inside the old Main Depot building, which had been refurbished as a meeting place. The only light was from two lanterns behind a table, which had orange colored glass, and six green-glassed lanterns on the table… one for each of us inductees. There were two round pieces of green-tinted glass in each black metal lantern, in front. ‘And how did that work out with Debbie? Did you um…make something good happen?’ ‘Not exactly,’ Mark chuckled. ‘We went out, had dinner and, on the way home, we parked. We start necking, and things are going pretty good and I figure, okay Mark, ‘make something happen’. So I grope her tits and the next thing I know, WHAM! She slaps the shit out of me and insists that I take her home.’ ‘Oh, I see. Not what you expected was it?’ ‘Hell no! So I go home and Dad meets me at the door with this. As my Master and his girlfriend fuck, I can not help but cum again...filling the condom with a third load of my cum. I know it was wrong to cum without my Master's permission, and I know I will be punished for such disregard for his authority, punisment that I rightly deserve, though also crave to serve my Master.When my Master and his girlfriend had satisfied their sexual urges with each other, Master comes to me, his still erect cock standing in front of him, soiled and with some of his cum.