Along with the martial training, I worked out with weights and ran like five miles. Straining muscles, I discovered the wonders of massage and pleaded...for lessons. Of course a sex slave skilled at massage would be an asset, so she acquiesced." So this was ultimately training you to be a sex slave?" asked Joseph."Of course. I wasn't landed gentry. I was white trash. The matriarch never considered me worthy of her class. She saw me as potential profit like a sheep of finest wool able to provide. Allow me to approach her on the subject today and see what she thinks of the idea," I told her."All right, that sounds good. The department won't fall apart in the next few days without a head. The administrative staff can handle things for a time without additional guidance," she agreed before pausing and looking directly at me for the first time since I had entered the room."Will you be one of those applying when the position is advertised?" she asked in a serious voice."I don't know yet. I. As we kissed I felt Stuarts hand slide under my robe and start to stroke my cock. the feeling was amazing. I wanted this beautiful sweet chubby little boy so so much. I felt like never before I felt warm inside we kissed and touched each other so gently. Eventually I pulled away from the kiss and still looking into he beautiful brown eyes I opened up his robe. I knew he was totally naked underneath. In almost one moment his robe came completely open at the front he opened his legs and lay back. She brushed her breasts, bottom and stocking clad legs against me. To my amazement she ran her fingertips along the bulging ridge of my hard erect shaft through my jeans and playfully fingered my zip. I spread my legs wide in response. I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I’d been worried in case she took offence as my hands started to explore her and I got chucked out. But as if to encourage me, as soon as I started to play with her she stood wide legged gently rocking to the music and holding.