Walking out arm in arm, I heard one call to Mistress K, ?it’s all Yours Mistress. Thanks.?Concentrating on my breathing? slowly in, slowly out? in ...rder to once again make sure I didn’t throw up; Mistress K came back in the bathroom and began to finally release me from my bondage. ?Good heavens, slave. You’re mouth smells like a sewer! But then again, I suppose it should. I am truly proud of you, my dear toilet. You have brought honor to me as a Mistress through your service to Me and My. "I am no longer a prostitute. I met a man, Peter Stewart, through a friend you will meet today, Jill Peters. Jill is now Jill Gordon. She and her husband, Bob, literally saved my life. To this day I don't know why they bothered because I was utterly worthless. As I said to Bob Gordon one evening, I became a prostitute as an easy way of making money to pay for my graduate education. I earned the money. I also destroyed myself. I told him I was now a degreed slut! I had fewer morals than an alley. .. months? Forever? He couldn't imagine how this ended -- what was about to happen to him. Everything he had ever done to a semi-conscious girl flashed through his head, only with him on the receiving end. She could do it all to him. All of it and more. Suddenly he wanted nothing but to apologize. To tell her what she wanted him to say. What had it been? Something about thanking her for molesting his asshole? It didn't matter, he couldn't say a fucking thing now. Not until she decided he could. ." Wishing that Beth Hammerman was indeed the kind of girl he'd been looking for, but kind of sort of having the sense that she wasn't, Joe, knowing what was expected of him, got back to the business at hand.***After another round of mutually satisfying lovemaking, Beth tried hard to cajole him into spending the night with her. Joe, using the excuse that he had his animals to attend to, feigned a deep sense of regret as he begged off.Forty some odd minutes later, Joe navigated the winding and.