This I quickly changed, insisting that it was to hang with the rest of his "normal" clothing."That way, every time you reach for a shirt you'll see a ...louse, that's what you really wish you could wear to work isn't it?" His shocked reaction to this was rather a delight, his fear of discovery, now that I knew about "her" other side, had been calmed. The implied threat that he would rather like to wear a blouse to work and be seen by his workmates certainly seemed to worry him.I altered his diet. She seemed to think it was strange I was not disgusted by what I just saw even though I thought it was strange she was so casual about performing this very intimately disgusting act of self-hygiene for me. It was disgusting and yet at the same time super-hot to see a girl lick her own pussy juices and this little bit of very light beige creamy brown peanut butter backwash from her perfect pink asshole.I told her that I would try to be with her every time when we were together except at school.. For sure my make-up must be ruined, I'd hate to have a mirror right now."You are not finished yet slut, are you?" he askes, but I know the answer already, as he approaches me with his newly erect cock."Now it's time for your new Master to fuck you!" he tell me, "keep that position."Your new Master he said, and I felt it might have to be so. I could guess already this was not going to be the last time I was going to get used by him. I knew already he would use these photographs to blackmail me. I was willing to take a slap now and then, but I drew the line at a closed fist.He was good at reading that look I shot him, because he said, "Okay, I will write you off as just another stuck up puta," Okay. You got the last word, now move out of my way. I had to walk through two parking lots to get to the parking lot of my motel. It was a bit more than I bargained for, so I stopped at the convenience store for coffee."If you hold on, I will fix some fresh coffee," the man behind the counter.