.." But what is left for me?" For you?" Yes: me!" Why nothing, of course! You are wholly owned. There is nothing left for you. The moment I took you, ...ll your claims to your body and mind, thoughts and actions transferred to your new Owner. Your training shows you what this means, helps you to understand and will bring you to complete acceptance. Quite soon now, I expect, you will completely understand that you have nothing. You are nothing. Your life is to live for your Owners. Here is another. I avoided eye contact with him and bent closer. It felt so strange to hold a cock in my hand and know that it was another man’s. I stroked gently up and down, mimicking the action I use on myself. Dr. Cargill’s cock grew fully erect in my hand. It was every bit as thick as my own and easily two inches longer. While I was marveling at his cock in my hand, his hand on my head directed me to the task. I was going to have to suck his cock. My mouth felt like cotton. I swallowed hard trying to. The hand took hold of me and tugged it out. It was a tense situation but that didn't stop my cock starting to firm in this strange hand. "You like getting jacked off don't you?" The fist pumped up and down the shaft of my cock as the other man's breath heated the back of my neck.The tenseness of the situation, and the need to urinate made it difficult for me to give in to the feeling he was giving me. But finally the intensity of the good emotions building in my group overtook the situation. One day she had darted into the guys' sleeping area to get a book that one of the other firefighters had borrowed and had forgotten to return. As she scampered out she had heard the door to the men's shower close. Unable to resist she had looked back to see Tim crossing the room to his bunk, clad only in a towel. She had drunk in his lean, muscular build. Then the towel had gapped at his leg and she had seen his cock. While she was hardly a virgin, nor someone who was impressed by size alone,.