Being called that was a nightmare. To make things worse the jeanswere as tight as the t-shirt and panties, the chafing and rubbing neverletting me for...et what I was wearing.I swear she was enjoying herself. Mrs Remington showed me round thehouse, taking multiple stops to make me bend over and lift things, oglingthe way the jeans stretched across my rump. Later, as we sat and chattedshe put her hand on my knee and scooted close, letting me smell herperfume. It felt so intimate to be chatting to. Or owners that would yell and yell and yell and their dog never pay attention to them. Or they would fetch the game then devour it. These visions of horror hunts made me keen to total communication and obedience. Sitting on the back porch looking out onto the water that seem to drift by endlessly. If I were in the Mojave desert and dying of thirst and was told to close my eyes and imagine heaven or a tranquil place on earth, that’s were I would think of. The water reflects the suns brightness. ”I thanked him and listened to him as he continued to speak. The men were listening intently as well. I had half expected for one of them to begin ravaging me at the table again. “Now my precious gift, it is important that you understand the rules” my Master went on to say, “after all I went through a lot of work to organize an elaborate training session for you.”I nodded in agreement. Now I was going to learn what their intent was for me and with me. Looking at those I had served just earlier. "Then Jen and Kim driving the Mercedes pulled in and I knew this had to be some kind of girl conspiracy because all the girls were grinning like Alice's Wonderland Cheshire cat. I should have known something was up earlier when Pat had told me that Dana planned on picking up Vicky from high school that day."So what's with this?" I asked waving an arm over the new car while accepting kisses from the girls all around."Well," Dana said. "Our really hot older guy needed a totally cool car for the.