I looked down too and I noticed there was a drain and I asked them what its for Ana said “every morning and evening they wash us down with the showe... overhead but its also used for when we need to pee, around here you must pee the second you need to on the nearest slave even if you are only in the presence of a mistress you must tell them you need to go and then aim at yourself, if you try and miss us or aim at anything other than slaves then they will punish all of us, also if you need to do. She opened and closed the scissors a couple of times quickly and I wanted to scream, but I could neither move nor make a sound and she laughed as she saw the fear in my eyes. She knelt down in front of me and started cutting all of my pubic hair from my cock and balls (Had I always had that much?). She would grab my cock roughly and yank it one way and then the other. It should have had me in tears, but I found myself strangely aroused and even moaning. She would slap it and tell me I was. I was a virgin and he had introduced me to all that I had mentioned above. We only stopped for breakfast and had to perform for his fantasies after that. I must admit, I did enjoyed it though.In January, he had to be carried home by some of our workers after some drinking sessions. One of our workers was especially nice to lay him on the sofa and wiping the vomit my husband pewted in the living room. Even when his friends had left, he stayed behind and wiped my husband face with iced-cold. ..and then of course sex, girlfriends and wives...at which point I retreated to my tent in the hopes of not becoming anyone's "muse", especially the three over zealous horndogs of the bunch; McKinley, Ford, and Gilvarry. Big mistake on my part.I had been trying my best to not spend too much time shooting the shit with the guys since the stupid mail prank last month. I guess they got bored (and stupid) and thought it would be some fun at my expense but it didn't turn out that way. Instead they.