‘Now slut, am I right in thinking you wanted to stroke your cock as you spoke to those slaves on line? Would you have like to have jerked off with t...em?’He looks suitably ashamed as he replies, ‘Yes Mistress, I wanted to jerk off’‘Well my lovely whore, would you like your Mistress to help you with that?’He looks at me surprised, there is a delightful expectation in his eyes.‘Yes please Mistress. I would like that very much. Thank you.’ Despite its restraints his cock bounces in expectation.I. I told everyone that I wanted to see how they had downed a tree to block the road. We went to the closer one. Mark explained that they had pushed this one over with their tractor to make it look like it toppled in a storm. I liked that. He said, "Tim, if you use a tall, spindly tree that looks top heavy, it isn't hard to push it down. Once it's down, you plan your way around it. You can do the same at some point further down the road to keep people from coming to you from that direction, too.We. " He smiled and shook my hand, looking rather shy. "Take him to his room; answer his questions and tell him the rules."I answered politely, took the boy's big hand and headed for the dorm. He was tall, maybe six-feet-two and well built with a deep chest and broad shoulders. "How old are you?" I asked with a smile."Almost sixteen," he said. "I missed a year, illness, so I'm just a second year boy".I chuckled. "I'd say man if I were you. What do you weigh?" One sixty or so. Do you always dress. Brenda had said them, but Brenda wasn’t Master Boratus. She wanted to be a good girl for Master Boratus and he had just told her she was. Pride filled her up. A wave of happiness swept through her body.KK: thank youMB: You’re quite welcomeMB: How did you feel after watching it?KK: amazing! even better the second timeMB: Good girlMB: You watched it twice?Katie’s pussy quivered. I was a good girl for watching.KK: well sortaKK: I watched it with a couple friends this aftKK: when I got home I.