After three weeks of pounding the pavement and suffering rejection afterrejection, I was getting discouraged. Also cleaning Mark's apartment wassomew...at humiliating as well. Mark came home from work, and startedvacuuming, going over what I just vacuumed. Nothing I did was ever goodenough for that guy. While watching Mark vacuum, I started thinking backto the days in prison, when these group of guys beat into submission andsodomized me every couple of days. The anger of my humiliation. And a half dozen others! Had to be make sure to mention that, even if they'd be pairing up once they got there. It was all in how you asked her parents...The kitchen was empty. Hmm ... she had heard her mom come home. Turning her head, she saw the bedroom and bathroom doors were open so she wasn't in there. However, the basement door was also open ... approaching it, she heard voices. It was Mom, yes, and ... Julie, which means Bill and Ai were probably there was well.She sighed. Why, oh, why. I had beaten my alarm by more than half an hour – not something I normally did, but the prospect of a new find had kept me up half the night. All I could think about were the pictures James had sent over the day before."Come back to bed," Kim quietly moaned.I opened my eyes and smiled. To say she was making a convincing argument would have been an understatement. She gave me a squeeze and slid her hands around me until her fingertips touched the underwire of my bra."I hate bras," she sighed and. . Thank y-you m-Master for c-cor-recting m-me, m-m-Master.” She stammered her thanks, and was then ignominiously dumped on the floor.“Now we can begin. Kneel up between my legs and suck my prick,” he commanded.As she lifted herself to her knees she realised that somewhere in the session with the slipper he had opened his dressing gown to reveal a long thick erect prick which had been in contact with her naked belly, but she had not noticed it.He pulled her forward by the simple expedient of.