?Darf ich?, fragte Rolf.?Aber sicher?, erwiderte sein Onkel.?Komm her?, sagte Rolf zu der Sklavin gewand.Gehorsam legte sie ihren Lappen zur Seite und...am auf den Knien zu Rolf gekrochen.Direkt vor ihm kniete sie sich hin und setztesich auf die Fersen zur?ck. Die Knie schulterweit gespreizt, die H?nde imNacken verschr?nkt und den Blick gesenkt nahm sie vor ihm die vorschriftsm??igeStellung ein.Rolf sah sie sich nun genauer an. Schlank,schon fast zierlich gebaut hatte sie ziemlich kleine Titten ?. She started to tell me the rules rule number one I was to address every female as mistress or miss and you must follow every order they give you unless it contradicts a order given by me or my underlings.rule number two unless told to you must always be nude and you must never try to cover yourself.rule number three since you like masturbating so much you must masturbate in front of these girls at least twice a day and they must jerk you off at least once each and if you get a erection while in. And so did they with the groans I was throwing out. They started to cheer me on, and the guy that was in my ass was really going for it. "Come on boy, cum for us. Show us you love it. Cum for us you bitch boy". And with that, the best orgasm I ever had without touching my dick. Squirting everywhere and shaking like a girl, while still taking deep thrusts. My anus clamping down on the thick 7 inches that was feeding it. The guy riding my ass loved it. "Tighten that hole boy, I wanna breed that. The only real loss, as far as I could see, would be the chunk of money that would now be missing from my wallet when I had to come up with the whole rent, and of course his cooking, which was a hell of a lot better than mine. I felt sure I could handle both though, so I helped him pack and threw him a going away party that involved two kegs, a couple of fifths of really good scotch, one stripper and a visit from Chicago’s boys in blue when some of our neighbors decided enough was enough. Now.