But for the life of me I couldn't tell where the money was going. I saw no new furniture, the k**s didn't have new toys, and there was barely anything...in the account. What was going on, where was the money going? I could not help but wonder if perhaps she had a gambling problem, or perhaps worse, a d**g problem. That was it I was going to settle this problem once and for all when I got home tonight. I had only agreed to this job because I knew I could make the money, pay the bills off and move. He also was assigned teenageromance novels and after each chapter he would have to describe all theoutfits to the smallest detail and answer her questions about how he wouldhave handled the situation if he were the heroine.He graduated with the highest grades in his curriculum. Almost every girl inthe class already had a job lined up, but Mark, appearing to be a sissy atjob interviews, had no prospects.Sandra played her trump card. "Mark, I have some good news and some bad news-the good news is. ” Concentrating on the girl in front of him, Trevor ignored the scratching and chirping of the squirrels outside the booth. He stared at her as she undid both fasteners and gasped quietly as they fell to the ground. Instead of screaming or looking away, he noticed how Samantha’s eyes traveled down to his erection pointing at her. He was never one to wear boxers, and it appeared as if Samantha didn’t mind.Feeling her hand wrap around his stiffened shaft made Trevor moan loudly, and he squeezed. The chastity cage was to be removed under supervision only forwashing, I had also been circumcised, a ring inserted under my cock headand out through the end. The flap of skin by my asshole had a clip whichwhen my cock was pulled down between my legs, could be fastened to thering. This was to be used when ever I wore tight skirts, dresses or thongpanties. If I behaved and did as I was told, I would be given releaseonce a month, other than that I had to learn to cum when being fucked upmy ass.A.