He was done by noon and ate last night’s dinner for lunch.What to do for the remainder of the day was something he thought about. He did a little su...fing the net after he had gone online to check his brokerage account to see if he should make any changes in his investments. No changes were needed and after doing some online banking to pay some bills he signed off. Seeing there still was time he drove to the Legion for a few beers.Two of his friends Bill and Gerry were at the Legion. They knew. No time to think about anything but work while I was there. Eight and a half hours later, walking into the apartment, the events of the bathroom interlude were completely forgotten. ‘Wahhhhh! Stac – your home!!!’ Beth flew around the bar from the kitchenette squealing the entire time and hugged me. ‘You have like a half hour to get ready. We are going out – I am not taking no for an answer.’ Beth was talking a hundred miles an hour. I dropped my keys and purse on the counter, kicked off my. Cock biting was, and still is, sublime. Occasionally I had to service feet. It seemed some women found this quite sensual. If so, well and good. I tried to be enthusiastic. Many women liked to see me drink cum, either their partner's, or my own. One of my favourites, particularly with other men watching. Similarly with drinking piss - mine, the partner's or her own. Not quite as good as cum, but very satisfying in its own way. Another favourite with women was to tie me up, and have me at their. You can’t hide anything from me, slut. I’m in your head. I know all of your secrets. I know all your desires. I know all about you. I know that you want someone to dominate you. I know the thoughts that make you wet and horny. That is why I am here, cunt.I felt the butterflies dancing in my belly tickling me from my naval to my clitoris.Ha, ha, ha, ha, You are so cute. How would you like for me to be your Master until you find a real one of your own? I already know your answer, slut. .