"But we're here for you now, to take care of you, and fuck you."It sounded so sweet. In a twisted way."Uhmm ... ah ... M-Master?" I questioned."Of cou...se; you inseminated our parent, and she was able to complete her lifecycle thanks to your sperm." That means that we are bound to you by instinct; to serve and pleasure you. We're your concubines." Are we?" Asked the other, a quizzical expression in her green eyes. "I can do a lot more for him than just put out; I mean sure - I'm his 24/7. All I could do was cock an eyebrow, and she nodded her head, then I saw her tear up. And it wasn't the sort of tearing up that you'd see over a lost love; it was tears of shame. Even at my seventeen years of age, I knew the difference.You have to understand that was in the early sixties. Sex abuse wasn't unknown, back then, but it was only whispers and jokes and families moving on short notice. And rumors then abounding about some secret shame.I had no idea what to say, though. I was shocked at. Once she was satisfied there were no wrinkles, she put on a long red latex apron. She tied the apron behind her and moved to the front of Ayumu. She adoringly stroked her puppy's head a few times before grasping the insert inside the mouth hole, and removed it. What came out was an impossibly long and think penis gag, which required a lot of practice to swallow it all (keep it inside the mouth for hours) without gagging, choking, or dislocating the jaw. Ayumu took a very long gasp for air,. She and her husband are our neighbors. The guys are parking the car", I was told. OK. If Susie was married, she had as much to lose as I did, she would probably keep her mouth shut. Then the guys showed up and they came in.I'll take a minute to describe Susie. She was about 5'4", wavy dark blonde hair, and pretty in a girl next door way. It turned out she was 20 now, which surprised me, she had lied when we first met. She was wearing a small blue skirt, and a matching blue tank top, with her.