This was only the beginning of our relationship. We continued to have our weekends for the next couple of years. That probably means I sucked his cock...and downed his cum load at least 100 times. What a glorious start to my life of being a cocksucker. But, being a cocksucker,wasn’t all our weekend were. It soon became obvious to me that I wanted even more. Bob had begun to finger my asshole as I sucked his cock. It was exciting to me, and I found I had another erogenous zone, my asshole. It. He then got up and flopped down beside my wife making her move up to make room and pressing his large body against her thighs. She was wearing a dress and pullover and as she is very fat she took up most of the small sofa, her tits looked bigger crammed inside her wool top and I saw Leroy glaring at them grinning. "I'll tell you what, I'll make a deal," he said. "Your wife puts out for us now and I'll give you the month," he was looking at me when he said it and I of course said no way but. He withdrew from me. "Thank you, master," I managed to say. He cleaned himself off with my hair.The leader of the three said, "That is all you are good for now. You had better hope that men find you satisfactory." Yes, master," I replied.Then the men took to talking to themselves in rapid German, leaving their slave to kneel silently at their feet.I cried softly during the car ride. I could think of nothing except the brutal rape I had just suffered, their casual, forceful handling of my body.. In the mean time, Dave and Jimmy were getting to know each other and becoming friends. Several times Dave added things to Heather's cart. An extra gallon of milk, another loaf of bread, a dozen eggs, and a box of the cereal Jimmy said he wanted were among the things he added to her cart. Heather objected saying, “Dave, I can't afford all that extra stuff.” Dave smiled and told her, “Don't worry about it. That stuff's on me.” In the middle of the dairy section Heather hung her head and.