“Aren’t you going to say goodbye?”Sasha licked their feet and watched as they got into the SUV and drove off. She had no idea where they were go...ng or what they would be doing all day. She only knew that her life as pet or slave or live-in whore, whatever you wished to call it, was about to begin. It ached to actually stand upright once more, but she made her way to the bathroom, bathed and then began her housekeeping duties.When she had finished cleaning house and doing laundry, she found a. It was a strange feeling like never before, she opened her eyes but no one was around, the mound between her legs felt so hot and tingly. Sitting up slowly she looked down,pulling her skirt up she jumped in shock, her knickers were soaked and covering them were woodlice, crawling on the dampness, she knocked them off falling between her legs, sitting there in disbalief she watched as they crawled towards her, she felt her juices flow, one was on her leg at the edge of her knickers, she pulled. I was looking forward to it but I was also a little nervous, after all I was leaving home for the first time in my life to live with people I did'nt know.As I arrived there was a hive of activity around the halls of residence carpark. Parents helping their sons and daughters with their stuff, carrying all kinds of things into the halls of res. There was me with hardly anything in my car, just the bare essentials and there was people carrying tvs and pc's and furniture.As I parked up and got. They said, 'He's a faggot, he just won'tadmit it yet. How can you go out with him, how can you share anapartment with such a closet queer?' That's what they said. I tried todeny it; I tried to stand up for you. I told them you were justsensitive but of course they were right."She had walked to the side of the bed and was staring me in the face."To think I let you fuck me with that little dick." I must have lookedshocked, maybe even hurt. "You don't think... you don't think your dickis actually.