? He whined. ?You really are pathetic you know that. Just when I was thinking how good of a slave you were becoming; you’re not going anywhere. Yo...’re becoming a good little toilet and I’ve decided to keep you. Once again you will obey my rules. When I think you have earned luxuries only then will you receive them at my sole discretion. I own you now slave.? I said. ?You are a toilet slave you will be used for that sole purpose. You no longer have any other reason to live. The sooner you. “Let’s get these out of the way.” She unbuttoned my trousers and pulled them down to my ankles. I wasn’t wearing underwear. My cock sprang up and hit my belly with a little smack.“Oh my god,” said Beth when she saw her first erect penis. Katie took Beth’s hand and wrapped her fingers around it.“Squeeze it gently,” Katie said, “and move your hand up and down, like this.”It was a pleasure to watch the young thing as she stroked my throbbing, blood-engorged pole in her soft little hand. It felt. Jennifer was looking hot and sexy, wearing flip-flops, a figure-hugging tank top and a short skirt, exposing plenty of flesh and flaunting the curves of her luscious young body.Harold had good news as well as bad. Looking contrite, he began, “Jennifer, after my discussion with the owners regarding my ailing fitness and my ability to work alone, they have agreed to allow me an extra employee to help me with my daily chores.”A surge of relief welled up within her and tears came to her eyes.. She was part of a regular golf group and played a respectable game of tennis. She was still active in the church and could be counted on for service when she was asked. Outside of the country club and church there there was the garden club on Monday, and bridge club on Tuesday. Through all of these activities Jo Ann conducted herself in a gracious southern manner. There was always the perfunctory thank you notes where called for and all social obligations were responded to in a timely manner. .