I sat opposite.Formalities over and drinks ordered, Jack set out the employment terms. Karen would basically do all he said when he said it and I woul...n’t mind. Agreed?We agreed.“Good, so down to business.” Jack’s hand went on Karen’s knee and moved up and down as he continued. Each upward move was slightly higher. Karen didn’t resist. But what was she thinking?“I will tell you what to wear each day and if you need to buy clothes I will give you the money.” Generous. “I may ask you to take some. Knowing that I had to make all of this quick or else lose myself in these amazing boys, I decided to take the first step. I lifted Sam's smooth legs one at a time, exposing his tight butt. I looked in his eyes, and he gave me a smile, then just closed his them and put his head back. I took that as a sign to go for it. I decided first to stick my finger in my mouth, getting it coated with spit, then pressing it against his tight pucker. It wiggled in, and when it moved around easily, I added. Mitch was on his own phone, apparently getting briefed on the situation. He hung up first, and just looked at us for a few seconds. George told Gary we'd see him shortly, and disconnected from the call. Handing me the phone back, he said, "Okay, who's riding with whom?" He looked at Mitch, "You get anything?" Only that they found the new watchman in back of the maintenance shed, with a lump on his head. Lucky for him it wasn't a hole. He's being treated now. But something's not adding up here.. " she took a breath, "Once a day." I shuddered,thinking about my fate. "The urges just get too much, you can't helpyourself. The sicko who owned me would fuck me usually twice a day;once just after he got home from work and once more around midnight.But once he went away for a weekend without me and I almost went crazymasturbating." Didn't it help?" I gulped."Only a little bit and it got less effective each time. By the end ofthe weekend I was crying on my bed because I physically couldn't.