I want you to show me that you have power over me. Use me any way you see fit, Mistress. I belong to you."The more he confessed his desires, the more ...he stroked him. This Black woman, fully dressed, masturbating a completely nude white male in, seemingly her front yard, making him spill his guts. If anyone were looking they would have gotten an eyeful."Put your clothes in the backseat and bend over with your hands on the floor of the truck. He did what he was instructed to do and waited even. I am a Pyromancer but the few people I grew up with called me Mancer. I did have a second ability that emerged when I was ten and going through early puberty.I could see hints of the future. They called it clairvoyance and I did not tell my ... keepers I had it. Ten was when I rebelled and made them start to pay me for all the tests and other things they had me do. With the credits I earned I bought the key to my freedom. I bought games and a comp to learn and search the data systems.My mother. She thought it over and over trying to figure out how to approach the idea of this subject. “Preston since you have no idea what your limits or turn ons are, would you like me to help you figure them out?” There was a long pause whilst Preston thought about the offer. After what seemed like forever Preston replied “How would we do that?”Chapter Ten“Well” said Jenna “We can try various things to see if you in fact enjoy them or not”. Preston replied “Sure Jenna, I'm up for that”. And with that. Mine will never be yours. Other men's, maybe, but never yours. Don't even think about it. You'll find other men who can fit into yours if you feel a craving. I won't mind. I'll find other men too."He lay stone still, now looking at me piteously. There was no doubt that my confident, cock-swinging, manly husband was way past recovery."We're both sore now, but I'm sure when we think about things later, and remember how it felt, we'll feel very good indeed down there. And in time we'll both.