My mind barely noticed as these objects entered my mind and joined with it. I was lost in curiosity until he spoke. "Slave, rise and worship your new ...aster." I looked up at the man and found I wanted to please him. I knew he had changed me, but didn't care. I felt as if I was a puppet without strings. I was a willing puppet. "Oh master. Please, tell me what you wish me to do," I said. "First, I wish you to make your two lovers my slaves as well." "At once, Master," I gleefully said. I couldn't. As Mark leaves another guy steps up and takes his place and fucks my throat. This literally goes on all night long until finally after 8 hours straight of getting fucked and filled from both ends mark is back and tells the last few guys that we are about to call it quits because I’ve had a long night and need some rest so they need to hurry and finish up soon. They waste no time and both pull out of me and jerk their cocks rapidly until they cover me on both ends with their respective loads. "_Okay?_" she swiveled her hips. "Try, _about time!_"The couch was a little short for sleep, but at least it was wide enough for sex. Neither of us spilled off as I mounted the couch and lowered myself into the full-body of her waiting embrace.Our eyes were piercing, daggers stabbing dueling as the wash of pleasure swept over us. The head of my cock slipped successfully between Sylvia's slick lips, finding the tunnel to her heaven. For the longest time we just lay there like that, with me. Wanda was obviously not impressed. She looked at frumpy little me with disbelief evident in her stance and look.Arian dismissed her, “It was nice seeing you again Wanda. I wish you well.” He turned his attention back to me and didn’t look at her again. Finally, she got the message and stormed off on the impossibly high heels she almost wore.I laughed at Arian, while shaking my head. “You are a very bad boy,” I told him, clicking my tongue at him.“She was a weak moment, a lousy lay and you know.