..this thug control every aspect of my life. I wouldn'tdo it. I'd just have to contact Black Master and let him know I'd changedmy mind. Yea, I'd just...explain that this wasn't what I was lookingfor. He'll understand...I moved from my bedroom, still dressed in my sissy outfit and sat down atmy desk and turned on the computer. Checking my email I saw that I hadseveral new messages, one was from Black Master. My heart was thumpingmadly as I clicked to open it. Surely he'd just be thanking me for a. Sucking each toe in turn into my mouth. I end each foot, licking the sole. Making sure I lick hard and slow so not to tickle Master. I tend to Beth's feet the same way massaging the tired from her, sucking her toes and licking her soles. In the end their feet nearly shine from my tender care.They both move to the bedroom and strip. Beth lays prone on the bed, her knees at the edge. Mark guides me between her knees and pushes my head to her ass. I need to more encouragement. Holding her cheeks. “ I'm Josh, but I'm sure you knew that! So Ann what are you doing this Friday evening there's an event I must attend its all very posh country club politicians, business men lots of influential people all very boring but you could make some good contacts I know lots of people and we could have dinner together...he left that part hanging there like a whispered promise that you hope the one you wanted to hear would hear and be glad of it! I squeezed his hand and smiled “I would love to! Josh”. “But my friends call me Shan” she added.Shan directed me to her apartment building and I pulled into a space in front to let her out. “Hey, you want to come up for a beer?” Shan paused to ask as she opened the door. I sensed an opportunity, and shut the truck off. “Sure.”Her apartment was neat and tidy. She grabbed us a couple of Ultras and we stood in her small kitchen chatting. She was 24, and a med student at the local college. I was twice her age, which made our impromptu friendship seem.