Mark was on his journeys to be honest i kind of missed hanging out with him. A few days later he contacted me and said he was back in town. I told him...i was home alone and we could play at my house. He was happy on hearing this. He immediately came to my front door. I brought him inside we hung out the whole day. Even played football. We were watching tv and he said could he stay with me tonight. I was shocked i didnt know how to respond letting someone i barely know stay at my house. but like. "Itwill calm you."It certainly would. The d**g--a combination sedative and mind-control potion--had been developed by one of Jennifer and Susan'sdominant friends. Only moments after he downed the pill, Martinwas quiet, breathing deeply and staring straight ahead withunseeing eyes. At that moment, Mistress Jennifer and Martin'smother, Mistress Carla, entered. "He's all yours, Carla," Susansaid. Carla ordered the boy to stand and put on the clothes shelaid out for him. First came a satin. Off to the side is a giant fireplace made with giant stones as well. I follow her past the lobby, down the hall, we take a few turns and go up a flight of stairs and we finally stop in front of the door to her room. After she slides her card, we head inside. The room is amazing. A huge queen size bed comes out from the far wall, two bedside tables on each side with lamps on top. There’s a nice sofa against the wall to the left of the bed and a sliding glass door that leads out to the balcony.. It's how I supplement my income, which is much more respectable than selling Tupperware."...again, honestly. "You could even say I have more subs than Subway. And like Subway, many leave with toasted buns." You're making me wet," she said drippingly."I noticed, but I'll break out the Swiffer and clean your mess up in no time." Stepping out of a spreading puddle she asked when we could begin. "Immediately, if you wish." She jumped with glee, her ample bosoms slapping both of her chins like a.