I was drunk, he had to have known, typos alone would have given that away."I'll be there in fifteenth, be showered and ready when I get there...", tha... was the last thing he typed.Without hesitation, the water was drawn and the shower was going. I was shampooed, conditioned, and lathered up in less than five minutes, rinsed in seven. I had just finished drying myself off and slipped back into a fresh pair of hose when I heard the knock at the door he's early.I ran to open it. I didn't even. Since I was castrated, I wasallowed freedom from my sissy cage, although my sissy stick was piercedso that it could be tied back to the ring just in front of my sissypussy. My new Masters laughed at me when they realized that I had onlybeen allowed to cum twice in the year and a half since I started my newjob. I couldn't say much about it as my mouth was stuffed full of cock atthe time that they made the comment.That was my life, being a sissy slut for a group of constantly horny men(and their. After a minute or so, he heard her say something in a low voice he wondered if she knew she had spoken out loud, for he only heard her because her mouth was almost touching his ear."God, what I almost did tonight."He ignored it through and hugged her back. After maybe another minute he said, "We need to talk."She reluctantly let go of him and said, "I know."He got off of her and sat up on the bed; she scooted to the edge and sat up also. She took a deep breath and "I don't know where to start.". Her writhing slowly eased and she began catching her breath. I lay up next to her and took her in my arms as my throbbing cock bobbed and leaked on her stockings. I kissed her romantically and stroked her hair.“We still ok, princess?” I asked, praying I wouldn’t get an answer I didn’t want but we all know regret can sink in once the lust is released.“Never better, daddy!” she said with a big grin. I was relieved. “Make love to me, daddy. Pleeeeeeeese!” She said mimicking a little girl voice.“I.