We are all here for one thing which is to serve Mistress and give her pleasure.”“Exactly, that is my point. I am disappointed is that all she did... drop this new guy in and leave did she not take any body out?”“No, guess she probably had her fun with him. You know what she is like she gets a new guy and they are used and abused for a few weeks then she gets bored with them and returns to us.”“Yes, the BDSM crew were flavour of the month a while back, now they are right at the bottom.”“Think. You all oughta try it some time."They all pondered that while another two minutes clicked by. Just as they were starting to get nervous about Darren, he came back, strolling in through the stage door and heading over to them. Jake knew immediately that he hadn't gone out to take a shit. His eyes were half-lidded and reddened, the look on his face one he only got when he was stoned. And though he had tried to cover the odor of the marijuana with a mouthful of breath mints, it wasn't quite. But I can guess the details from what Miss Misao's told me.Okina: I see... then my story will be short. My request is nothing other than Aoshi--Aoshi isn't evil at heart. I've known him since he was an infant, so I should know. But for one word, "strongest," he abandoned all ability to tell the difference between right and wrong, and I could not stop him. As things stand, under those blood-soaked killer's swords, the victims can only increase. So please, Himura. Kill Shinomori Aoshi with your. It got harder and harder. It lifted up and began to inch its way up his stomach, stopping just short of his belly button.It was only after he stopped that I realized two things. Mesmerized by the whole scene, I had matched him thrust for thrust as I watched him grow and I was soaking wet between the legs.He got up to a standing ovation from the ladies, put on his duster, grabbed his clothes and went back upstairs. From the look on Carla's face, she knew I was wet. I prayed the others hadn't.