.................................................................................................In the bath house sister Meg predictably walked in, c...ne in hand to tell the girls to finish up and get dressed as quickly as possible. sister Meg had heard the noises coming from the girls and remembered the days when she was a novice herself and that she herself had enjoyed many a good orgasm. She was a kindly nun and chose on this occasion to turn a blind eye to the naughty girls "sexual. After he left my wife commented on the guy, I could tell she was thinking about him. With all that has been going on lately there has been lots of stress, k**s always under foot and not much time for romance, so I knew she has missed the attention. The yard service had been by a few times, we went out of town for Memorial Day, and when we came home the yard service had removed two trees and a butchered our shrubbery. We called the supervisor and wanted an explanation, Thursday evening he called. Maybe weshould get you involved with sports like baseball like other boys." I hate sports! I'm no good at them and the boys laugh at me all thetime," Mike countered. "Please let me go to the meeting; don't make meplay dumb sports that I'm no good at."Mom asked, "Mike, is there more going on than attending the Browniemeetings? Does it have anything to do with dressing up at Diane'shouse and wearing her underwear?"Mike sheepishly nodded "Yes"."Do you want to wear girl's clothes, Mike?" Mom. He spent the next few minutes trying to loosen up the straps holding me down when he heard a door open.I proceeded to walk into the room and over to our new slave. ?Hello, Pain Slut. Have a nice rest? Well, I don’t care!? I yelled as I brought my fist down on his balls hearing him scream through the gag. ?NO TALKING! There are five Mistresses here. You will serve all of us, mainly myself. Each of us will have our own slave. I always wanted a little, Pain Slut, so here you are. You will.