"Thus, one slave called two. And two slaves called four. And soon, over 500 slaves were notified. Notified that an investigation needed to be made. Fa...ts needed to be found.Sean made another phone call, to the "Rest and Re-Creation" spa he had visited before, and he made an appointment for the next day. For a haircut, and for an hour in the "decompression chamber." As a service manager, his schedule was flexible -- unlike many others. Not all of them would be making appointments for the next. I went back to work.I sucked it for no more than a minute when I heard Sir. “You are taking too long playing with that cock. I am flipping the coin now for the next person so we can finish things tonight.”I was doing the best I could and the only reason it was taking so long is that he made me clean off the other cock. I think Sir was just looking for a reason to watch me service two dicks at once which was fine with me.I could not see him but I heard Sir say, “Heads.”I looked to my left and. As the text had hinted, Master was not home, and I made my way into a silent house, heading straight for the bedroom. The bedside lamp was on, and there was a note on the bed. Beside the note was a blindfold. "Undress completely and put the blindfold on, tying it tightly. I will be home eventually, and you will be waiting for me. You are not to leave this room, or touch yourself. You may use the bathroom, but only with the door open. As you are well aware, my room has security cameras,. ‘Nashey, I think you’re awesome and you’ve been a great friend. Part of me I guess hoped someday we’d have a change together. But I know I’m being an idiot: you like tall, robust, athletic men of color. I’m 5’9′, I’m 5 years older than you, I’m not in great shape, I’m… white.’ She was biracial — black and Mexican. She’d only dated one white guy and it hadn’t worked out very well. Plus, she was waaaaay too good looking for me to date. I didn’t think I had the confidence to be with her. Never.