That leaves Jacob and Pastor Paul to evaluate and it’s still too early to make a final verdict.Jacob is a lazy spoiled brat, no denying that, but he...��s keeping decent care of the horses even if we have to constantly remind him of his ongoing duties. There’s hope for him, I’ll give him that much.Pastor Paul, on the other hand, is doing a lot better than expected. But this doesn’t say much, considering how low a bar I’d set for him to begin with. The man has experience neither working with his. I usually left feeling we finalized and refreshed. And the next day of my body would feel the after-effects of a burn Rubber. Whenever I went for my massage I undressed down to my underwear. On occasion I would fall asleep and my cock wood get hard. If I woke up and that was a case I was always embarrassed. But I never said anything about it I just as as discreetly as possible pushed it between my legs and help my leg together. Hoping he never noticed. On one occasion I had a drink before. "Wow," I exclaimed to myself as I finally found myself alone, "I'm atotal slut!" I walked to my bed, ignoring the still weird bouncing andjuggling that was my secondary sexual characteristics. I looked myself inthe mirror, "You sucked a guy's cock!" I stuck my tongue out to evaluatethe damage. It didn't seem affected as much as I was. "What are youdoing, Wallace?" I asked myself out loud, "Stop fucking men!"I stormed out of the room to nowhere in particular. I marched around thecouch, arms. My body is confused but reacts as its Maestro directs...releasing endorphons to lessen my suffering and floods my brain with dopamine heightening the sensations of pleasure.I let go.....I submit and surrender to my Masters folly. He alternates between pleasure and pain but nothing is predictable....when I expect pain, I am rewarded with pleasure and when I expect delivery of pleasure, I experience the slicing and cutting bite of the whip or trauma of the paddle. He had my mind spinning,.