I wanted to look like a decent human being. I wanted to look like how I did almost two years ago. More importantly, I wanted to look good for Ellie. W...en I finished in the bathroom, I saw Ellie sitting inside the van with the passenger door open waiting for the van to finish filling up. It worried me some that she was out in the open at a back country gas station in the middle of nowhere. Well, I brought us here so that one’s on me. “Hey,” she looked up from digging around in her bag. “Hey, how. The next few weekends were spent withJane and Tracy, either at our house or at Jane's. In both cases I sleptwith Tracy and was required to service him both orally and anally. Ihated to admit it but he was right, I did grow accustomed to it. While Icertainly enjoyed the orgasms, I felt very humiliated and embarrassed atmy enjoyment in being fucked by another male. I had truly become Tracy'sfuck buddy, if not his paramour.During the week I continued to perform as Amanda's maid. I was requiredto. .. yes... M-Miss... „ she cried.Hating herself for doing it. Hating to have to do it. But driven to it by dread of pain.„You always address me as `Miss´“ said the blonde overseer. „If you ever forget again, I’ll have your backside up and you’ll get half a dozen. Clear?“ Julia flinched at the threat. „Yes... Miss,“ she answered quickly.„And, apart from this,“ went on Miss Judith, indicating the strap again, „always remember, slave, that I can take you down to the Punishment Room for something. It’s how we propagate the species.“Just as women do what they have to do to attract a mate. Most of us do those things without even thinking about it, or realizing the real reason we do them.“The trouble is, you attracted your mate and you put your tail feathers away and tried to be the perfect husband, the husband women all claim to want. They all say they want some sensitive, simpering wimp who values them for their minds and is the perfect partner in their marriage. The problem with that is.