So, I came up with a plan. And I have no idea where this came from. Wait, yes I do. There was an article about all these local cops who got fired for ...oing to those “happy endings” massage parlors. I guess they worked out a sort of “you rub my cock, I’ll look the other way while you rub the other cocks” kinda deal with them. We have a couple not far from us. In these little strip malls. Nice neighborhood, very suburban, but they’re smart, those people. Our men are the ones who need them. I get. .you just think as if we went to the movies and a restaurant..other than a doggy bag ..you would not take home anything ..would you...i laughed and started to hunt for what ever i may fancy...it must have been a devils curse,but i just got dizzy rushing shop to shop trying to decide how to appart my 100 euro...i went overboard and for some reason i lost count of the values of all those dresses ,and shoes i piled up,intending to buy ...i was shocked when i been told that it comes to 320 euro. Over the coming weeks she used me as she saw fit often getting me to do chores around her house getting me hot and dirty before using me as a sex toy, and if I orgasmed before her she would punish me often slapping my penis and crushing my balls. She was a cruel Mistress but she fulfilled her fantasy and while I was dressed in my uniform she wore just normal clothes often jeans and a T shirt, which added to my sense of humiliation and degradation which is just what she wanted, her favourite act. Harry gulped his wallet would feel it later, but he didn’t care if his ladies were happy. When they were done Harry was carrying a couple of bags full of shrunken clothes and then they passed a jewelry shop and Harry entered. “Hello, hello” said a man behind the counter. “Hello good sir I would like to see your wrist watches.” said Harry. “Ok they are over here” said the man while he waved his hand at a side display case. Harry found a nice gold one and asked for it to be pulled out. “Is it.