Nathaniel’s horrific image of himself as fuckboy ended as he screamed in subjugation. His uncle roused him from his misery, as he lashed across his...chest and genitals with the whip. ?Shut the fuck up slave boy and stand in your place with the other animals.?And Nathaniel did, his mind numbed. A naked, helpless and vulnerable English boy in a sea of despair. ?No use to society? Part 4 Matt languished on his high stool, looking down at the activities before him. A host of twenty two naked. If I saw her do that then I would take that as a signal to start caressing her legs, thighs and panty covered pussy.I didn't have to wait long before she began to bunch her skirt up onto her thighs. About 10 guys were gathered in the rows in front, back and across from us. They all turned their attention to Rita when they saw her raise her skirt. She also noticed that she was the center of attention and that really let her loose. She spread her legs and grabbed my hand and placed it just below. ”“Mike fucked your brains out, didn’t he?” I said flatly.The huge smile returned before she looked over at me with a very coy smile. “Does it show?” she asked with just a tiny bit of a blush.“You’re glowing.”Rebecca paused for a moment before she responded. “He fucked me so hard and so long my hips hurt.” As she said this, her hands came down to her hips so she could rub the sore areas. “And when he was done he made me sleep with the can in my pussy.” Again the smile returned to her face. I glanced out the window that led to the factory floor; it was small with less then one hundred employees total, but our products were surperior compared to others. In the past year, the Clockmaster’s company had grown exponantially, from him making watches in his clock tower, to owning a small shop, to the factory.I watched as most of the employees began to leave, moving over to a machine of my own invention by the door. I called it “Clocking out”; they hit three buttons in their own unique.