”“Thanks Mason.”I left her sitting on the couch as I went upstairs to my room. Though she acted cool, I was sure she had noticed the bulge in my...shorts. After taking a quick shower, I splashed on some Polo and put on a pair of shorts. I slipped on my Cubs T-shirt and walking toward the stairs, heard moaning. Reaching the landing, I looked down and stood there in disbelief as I watched Ariel masturbating.Laying on her back, the shorts were down around her ankles and one hand was inside her. And I have to find a job - I absolutely have to!"Tony Fletcher studied the fair-haired girl curiously, trying to guess at her story from her appearance. This was a game he often played with himself, and with his trained eye, he was usually able to make quite astute guesses about total strangers. So far he'd had eleven females come in wanting to be models, and he'd psyched out every one of them before they'd told him a thing about themselves. Not that this was much to boast about, for they'd all. Then you might just see where I'm coming from, here.Well, I finally sighed and figured I might as well get the unpleasant calls over with. First up, I called Eric."Hey, Dad!" He greeted me."Hey, Buddy." I tried to be cheerful, but it just didn't fly. He could tell immediately."Ok, what's wrong, Dad?"I let out another deep breath as a loud sigh. "Well, a couple of hours ago, Roger Berman was arrested for Felony Assault and Unlawful Restraint." Holy crap! Really?" Yes, really, and your mother was. We were going to have a slut training party and he , or should I say SHE ,was going to be the entertainment! Flame, Jenny and I all put our strapon cocks on and then brought our helpless victim in…released him from his restraints and forced him on his knees. Individually we made him suck our cocks and told him we were going to turn him into our rubber fuck slut…he had no choice in the matter he HAD to do as he was told. As Flame and Jenny pushed both their cocks in his mouth I slipped a.