The massive rod vanished from view slowly, inch by fleshy inch.Benny gagged as Brock shoved his dick down his throat. He could feel its monstrous head...throbbing up against the back of his throat. It was all he could muster not to vomit.Brock pulled his cock out from Brock’s throat and looked at the gagging young man in front of him. “Sorry for getting carried away there,” Brock said. “You’re mouth feels so good.”Benny breathed heavily. He remained completely silent. He didn’t even look up at. _____________________________ She was washing dirt from potatoes she had carried in from their field not a half hour before when she first heard the sound. Not quite a rustling of dry autumn leaves, not quite the gentle whisper of a fresh breeze through the pines behind their cottage — no, the sound was more a sigh. It was, she thought, as if the earth itself had sighed. She dropped the potato she had been washing and walked to the open door. Tomas was gathering wood for the fire, yet whatever. Soon it was time to leave for the drive to Golden Days. I freshened mylipstick and applied another coat of mascara to my lashes. When we turned into the Golden Days car park, Jerry was milling aboutnear the main entrance. "Hello, ladies!" he called out to us, cheerily."I'll get the door for you."Jerry opened the main door with his pass code, and stood to one side toallow us past. Julie went in first, followed by Elaine and then me. As Iwalked in, I felt Jerry's hand sliding smoothly onto my. I will fuck, suck, crush, lick, jack-off, spit on any dick or pussy my master commands. I will accept the cum, if master desires it. He is my master and Lord."You are Master's slave. He owns your legs. You will use them as he desires!"Yes! My legs are his. I keep them in shape for him to enjoy. I keep them apart so he may see what he owns."You are Master's slave. He owns your legs. You will use them as he desires!"Yes! My Lord owns my legs. I will use them for his pleasure. I will let anything.