But how’s he going to eat without hands?”“I don’t know sir. I think maybe I should talk to the doctor first.”“You go right ahead. Meanwhil..., my friend and I are going to have lunch.”As the orderly was deciding what to do, I finished releasing the kid’s hands. I wasn’t too worried. His feet were still secured. I lifted the cover off my plate. The smell of hamburgers and fries filled the room. I could see the kid’s eyes grow big. I could also see the hunger in his eyes. This kid had missed way. I was touched my what she said next;“Thanks Master, you’re the first man in a long time I have been able to sleep with. Wish it was longer.”She rose and started to help me dress. On her knees she held my boxers, looked up with her best doe eyes, and asked “Will Master give me one more load before he goes?”When you have a gorgeous, voluptuous MILF look at you like that, it’s not like you can really say no…you know? So I smiled & said “Because you have been so good tonight slave, Yes. Yes you. Surely she could survive this. But this was different. These women were trying to humiliate her. At least the men worshiped her body and the pleasure it brought to them. She was well paid in money and gifts by them. They treated her like the sex goddess she thought she had become. But Mrs. King had other ideas. She moved from Janet’s stomach to to her tits. She struck first her left and then her right nipple with the crop. They were like bee stings making Janet start to tear up. Mrs. King was. We stayed another hour and went home.After we got home and put luggage away, Sue put Jay to bed made a pot of coffee. It was nine thirty, and we were tired. We had the car seat with Lin sitting on the kitchen table. Sue poured us a cup of coffee as we sat and stared at Lin."Are you going to be able to handle her?" I asked. She looked at me and turned her eyes back toward Lin."I can handle her, can you?" What are you going to tell people when they ask if you are you married to an Oriental man?".