“Part two,” said Pat lifting her mouth away for a moment before going back to work. After several minutes of ecstasy I exploded in her mouth and s...e swallowed all my semen with relish. Over breakfast Pat and Sue talked. Pete and I couldn't believe our ears, we had never discussed sex in all our time as friends. “Mission complete?” asked Sue. “Twice last night and a blow job this morning, he may still have a bit of lead in his pencil,” Pat spoke as though I wasn't there. “Same here,” grinned. She'd told me it was a great idea, so I had to wonder what she was thinking to intrude on my night. "May we come in?" Mary asked. "I know you are busy but we brought you something." "Sure," I stammered, sounding a little frustrated. "Come on in." I turned to lead the way and heard the door shut behind us. I led the way into the kitchen thinking they would not stay if they were not sitting. I felt a little uncomfortable as I leaned against the counter, wrapped in my towel, in front of two. She was like a grandmother to allthe kids in the neighborhood, and she always listened to me. At first itseemed awkward talking to her about right and wrong because she did notbelong to our church. Bit by bit she pried out my story, and to myamazement she was not upset. She was understanding and supportive. Sheeven she started to invite Mom over to talk about me without Fatherbeing around. She told us about the Unitarian church and said ReverendDennis Parker would be a good source of advice. At. I had only two devastating answers. The first was that I was asubmissive pain slut that wanted to be used and abused by her master. Thesecond being that master had such control over his Sissy that he couldmanipulate me at will. With these humbling thoughts I assumed thatfinally I could get some rest but as always Master had other plans forme.My whole body was aching in complete destruction my arms and legs hadlong since given away and I was hanging there limply, so I dreaded theworst when I.