?Kala?? I turned, sitting up and facing him, I gave him a smile; I’m a slave, my own enjoyment must be subordinate. He smiled back. ?Alright slave, ...here’s a wastebasket by the front doors, take the condom, gently please,? he said it with a laugh in his voice, nervousness gone when I hadn’t objected, ?you can wash your hands out back, there’s a pump.? I nodded my understanding and, shuffling forward, I reached out, gently taking his now flaccid member, carefully working the condom off. He. “Hey you guys!” I said as I opened the door. “Come on in! Ashley’s upstairs, of course.”Alyssa was just in school clothes as she gave me a quick little wink and a semi-hug, then she dashed up the stairs to get dressed. Jennifer gave me a hug that lasted a couple seconds too long. “I’m just… so grateful you could take her to this. Darryl has been such an asshole these last few years. She needs… she needs a father sometimes. Men have a certain way of dealing with problems… hey where’s Blaire, is. ”“Yes, Sire…Sir John instructed me to do so. I pray its warmth suits you.”“I’m sure it will be just fine, William.”“Sire...I’ve set out your garments for this evening in the dressing room. Is there anything further you require before I take leave, Your Highness?”I think not William. As always you’ve thought of everything. You may go.”“Thank you, Your Highness. Oh...and Sire?”“Yes, William.”“Welcome home, Your Majesty.”“Why thank you, dear lad...”It was hard to find fault with that sentiment and. We owned a pool and Crystal loved to hang out in it so I am sure my friends were hoping to catch her in the pool or laying out.Her bikinis were mostly mesh which meant they were see-thru, especially when wet, and her bottoms were no more than a small patch in front and nothing in back. Now the one thing I haven't mentioned is that I was pretty okay with all that. I was a wannabe cuck but never had the guts to go through with it even though I had the perfect wife for it. Any time a friend of.