He started licking my pussy and I his cock…He started rubbing it on my face, straddling me over my breasts. Sometimes he was slapping my ass cheeks ...lso and he licked my ass hole. Again he went for my pussy. He squeezed my ass flesh; I felt my cunt beginning to get hot and moist. His one hand dipped into the crack of my ass and fingered my asshole while his other hand cupped my right tit. His one finger well ups my asshole and he ran his fingers along my inner thighs. Then he leaked my pussy. "He's already spending the money in his mind. "Am I going to see youeach day for my ... uh...." Daily dose of my ?love juice'?" Yes, Sir." That's what my experiments have been about. It occurred to me thatwhile you need a serving of my jism each day, we didn't know exactlyhow big that serving needs to be. I've been jacking off, catching itin a condom and dividing it up into smaller doses. You've been on halfrations the last few days but seem to be fine. I had a friend get mesome small. As I squeezed some lube onto the plug and smoothed it over the shape, he added, “Don’t be waiting for me to direct you. If you aren’t being filled with cock, think about how you should practice. Practice means getting your holes used to being filled. We’ll talk about taking cock into your throat, too. The best sluts will deepthroat a cock.” I shivered stronger.When I came out of the kitchen, I found him naked sitting in front of the large TV. His cock, even soft, was long. His legs were. With a deep breath, remembering that this was my only choice, I finished locking the cuff, and I sat there helpless and horny, lost in lusty thoughts and fear. It was only a few minutes later when I heard a noise from outside, and the door opening. "Very good, it looks like you've followed instructions well enough. You might be a fun little slut."His voice sounded familiar, certainly an older man, but I couldn't place it. Footsteps came closer, the door closed, and I heard his gruff voice above.