” Which apartment do you live in?”I answered, “G24.”“I live in G14,” he said as we neared the main entrance of the building.Panic began t... set in as I realized he lived in the apartment just below mine. He probably knew that there was no woman living in my apartment. What if he figured it out? What would he think when he sees a man coming out tomorrow? What would Tiffany do? What am I going to do? He was opening the front door for me.As I stepped in and walked toward the steps to the. I liked being contained inside it. Not trapped, but reserved in space for my Master when he returned. I was starting to think of it as mine when I saw Master’s boots turn the corner. I raised up and anticipated his approach. I saw that he was swinging a crop in his hand. He was holding something else, but I couldn’t make out what it was. He knelt down and unlatched the door. “Come on out,” he said and I crawled out and nuzzled against his leg. “Stand up,” he said. He placed his hands on either. "Maybe I should take out the gag so you can scream properly? You're sure trying hard..." Obviously, though, the question was pure showmanship, because the next thing he did was to take off his trousers and boxers, revealing a decent sized cock -- nothing outrageous, maybe six and a half inches. He lifted Tabitha's head and announced, "Now that your holes are clean, I guess I'll try them out... Suck!" He pushed his cock through the ring gag.Tabitha was wrung out and distracted by the agony of. The other girl was a year older than me and would be starting her second year. Her name was Lisa. I was introduced to the "dorm mother" whose name was Donna. She was about thirty five and quite good looking. Donna took me around the house and introduced me to the other girls and showed me where I would sleep. I was to share a room with Lisa, while the older girls had a room next door. I was told that Donna usually slept in a room downstairs and if I needed anything during the night I was to go.