I said hello and stuff. I could feel my cock staring to stir; it had been a while since we'd had a guest in our apartment, and this hot ass white olde... woman was awesome. She smiled at my mother and said: "I bet all the girls are after him... he's so handsome." I blushed, embarrassed by the compliment. If she only knew that in my mind I was undressing her... that I had her bent over and was fucking the shit out of her... she wouldn't think I was so fucking cute!They went into my mom's bedroom. I unbuckled my belt, undid the button of my jeans, unzipped the fly, and let them drop around my ankles. I had a feeling he didn’t need to see my feet, so I left my socks and running shoes on. I was so glad my pussy was sleek and hairless. I watched his feet approach me. And then Mr. Michaels, my teacher, was putting his finger in my pussy and finding the clit and rubbing it. I knew that kind of behavior could get him into a lot of trouble if he taught high school, but I guessed art school was. I'm Locked up inside and I sleep on an old, Urine Smelling, Stained mattress that His Last Slave slept on for years. I've tidyed up, inside My Home, with the gifts and clothes His friends give me after Sunday afternoon's Party.I am His Sissy Boy, Sex Slave, bought and paid for! He instructed Me, the first night, when I was Nine, how to dress up in Hand Me Down panties and bras and skirts and stand in front of a seated Man, with My Boy's knees spread wide, so the Man can lift up my short skirt. Even though I was bound and blindfolded, my mind drifted off. I began thinking of my old fantasies. Ever since I had seen Kate for the first time, I wanted her. I wanted her so bad! And now I was fighting it... "Just let go dear. Imagine the pleasure I can make you feel. All you have to do is give in to the feeling." She whispered, like reading my thoughts. The blindfold was lifted and I looked directly into her hazel eyes. We kissed. I had thrown all caution aside and gave myself to her..