......"All these remarks were humiliating and making me very, very horny at herdebasement. It did however mean I was falling deeper and deeper into su...space. It was then I heard the front door slam and realized herboyfriend had come home. I had to admit I was very nervous at meetinghim. I wondered if he was simply going to beat me up for being a faggot.It did not help that Mistress Samantha also tensed at his arrival.Nervously she ordered me to kneel in the centre of the room. I had onlyjust. Jesus! I?m coming already.??Concentrate on pleasing my heels and think of all the things that you are going to be doing for me tonight. Tonight I am going to need some more reassurance that you love me, there are a few things that will be new for you, a little service will show you the direction that you are heading!??I?m coming. Oh!??That?s a good little hubby, you?ve come loads all over my perfect breasts so you are going to be attending to them soon! Just a moment? there that?s it, that?s. And how do you propose I do that?”…“And if I don’t?”…“You’re saying if I don’t, his temperature will continue to rise until it’s too late, and then we will have to amputate?”…“That can be expensive, can’t it? I’ve heard they can fall off all by themselves if you wait long enough… Is that true?”…“Oh, yes, the risk of infection. I see.”…“Well sure, I’m his mother after all. I’ll do whatever I have to. I’m sure the other kids would tease him if he didn’t have them. And, I do want grandkids. ”I had to laugh at that bit of cockiness. “Require? More like desire. Crave, even.”With a genuine laugh, he responded, “That seems more appropriate. I do appreciate your honesty. What is your name?”“Colette,” I replied. “Why did you wait so long to tell me?” I think he blushed then, but I might have been imagining things. After all, I wasn’t exactly thinking straight.“I wanted to be a gentleman, but I didn’t know how to go about telling you exactly what I want without seeming...hmm...what’s the.