” I just shrugged my shoulders; I didn’t know what to say. “Okay, you guys can get dressed now. Party’s over.” Holly and I just looked at ea...h other. Finally I reached down to pull up my briefs and shorts. As I was zipping up, I heard Holly ask about her panties. “Oh, they are kind of a mess,” the blonde told her “I guess you’ll just have to wear them like this. Let me help you.” And with that I watched as the blonde held them out, careful not to spill any of its precious contents, the cum. "Speak, boy," I demanded."Sir, how long, I mean, what happens after, I mean ..." he foundered."How long will you be mine? What happens when I am done with you? Whatwill you be like? Why would I let you go? Why won't I let you go? Why doyou not want to be let go? Why do you want to be let go? What will you doif you are let go?" I asked, purposely pushing him.He nodded his head and I thought sure he was going to start blubberingagain, but he sucked it in."You will be mine as long as I enjoy. He was a disaster. It was hard not to laugh, because he was trying so hard, but finally, after he had fallen into the bathtub while trying to lift her out, she couldn't help herself. It was hard to call him 'Sir' and laugh hysterically at the same time but she had tried, and then got the hiccups.He finally saw the humor and started to chuckle, too. For a moment, she had thought he was going to be mad at her, but she guessed he was so pleased to hear her feeling better that he decided against. "I asked you a question, bitch. Isn’t. that. what. you. are?" A soft moan of humiliation slipped from my mouth. I closed my eyes and gasped, "Yes." He laughed with fierce satisfaction. His hand left my shoulder, and I felt the absence of pain as if it were its own kind of pain, until his hand slid up the back of my neck, under my hair. He slid his fingers into the thick red curls and gripped a fistful so hard I felt as if he would pull it out. I made a sharp involuntary.