In reality I was far more like a concubine. I earned my room and the amenities of the household through a very willing exchange of sexual perversions....I loved it, and he loved that I loved it. At times I was a secret gurlfriend, other times like a versatile twink-boy, but most often I was exactly like a slutty sex-addicted whore. In return, he was landlord, head chef, head of household affairs, event planner, vacation provider, masseur, occasionally my butler, sometimes my bottom, often my. They all sat together around the stereo, waiting inanticipation. In about five minutes their first song would be aired onthe local alternative radio station. They'd tried some other radiostations first but most wouldn't even listen to the tape. As soon asthe station heard that the music they played was metal, they wouldusher them out (without listening to the songs) with comments like:"Metal is not what the public wants to hear."They had managed to keep the band a secret for quite a while now.. The guy very well could havejust been trying to start up an innocent conversation. From the way hehad looked at her, that wasn't likely, however. Right now, that wasn'twhy James was coming to college. Shrugging, she walked to her nextclass. At the end of the day, James returned to the tower. She rode theelevator to her hall, and was about to open her door when she noted thesock tied around the handle and a pillow and blanket on the floor.James groaned, realizing that her roommate had decided to. Her body began to jerk violently as the clips cut into both her nipples and pussy lips. Stacy was in agony, it was to her credit that she held out for another five minutes, but then she could take no more and spat out her safe word. We immediately cut the cord and her body relaxed. After tending to her, we decided it was time for bed. I kissed Stacy goodnight and led Zack into my bedroom. I sat him on the edge of my bed, spat on his shaft and began to work him with my hand when he had become.