I feel the tightness on my clit keeping it hard as a rock. I whimper out wishing I could moan freely. “Massss…. Mass…ter?” “Yes Kitten what ...s it?” “Plea..please… Remo…ve…” I struggle at asking him to remove my gag and I know he knows what I want. He grins at me but comes up and removes it for me. He knows as much as I do how much he loves hearing my moans. I feel him take it off and I work my jaw a little to relax it. “Thank you, Master.. You’re such a bloody tease.” “You've known this from. The looks I got were humiliating; I was called a faggot at least twice as we were walking. The greeter at the restaurant did a double take when she saw me and was giggling as she showed us to a table. This was a nice place; but I was told that since I was pregnant that I only needed to have a salad for dinner; while she had a steak. And I was given water while she had a few mixed drinks. And once the meal was through she made me hand her my wallet and she paid with my card. As we walked. I did not really know him well. On occasion he would ask me to go for a walk when he would visit my house. I thought it might be an indication that he somehow enjoyed my company. Once we were some distance away, he would light up a cigarette. It was then that I knew that his real reason was to have an excuse to get away and smoke. On many occasions he would say things to provoke an argument, or comment that all public workers were lazy, or ridicule my beliefs. I had come to realize, only. I invited my whole family; my parents chose not to come.”“You did know that by inviting Liz that they might not show up, right?”“I knew that was possible, but I honestly didn’t know what else to do.”“I assume you’ve tried to talk to your parents?”“Several times since Liz made public her plans to be with Paul. I did something else, which you need to know about; I helped Paul get his job.”“You don’t do things halfway, do you?” Father Nicholas sighed.“Again, once Liz made her intentions known, how.