In other words, you are mine and mine alone.” So far it sounded like a very generic standard contract between two people. A boss and an employee so ...o speak, but, this was between a Master and a sex slave, so I knew there would be more to follow and I was intrigued. This man had me hypnotized and in awe of his power over me. I marveled at how he spoke so authoritative, but, casual at the same time, as if we were chatting about the weather. He continued with a list of rules to obey.1. We will. And what do you mean her new job?" She quit the last night job she had, 'cause she just got hired on as the night manager at some clothing outlet down the freeway." Ohh ... are things that tough?" I think so, but," she turned pointing a finger at me, "you stay out of it. I know you have a big heart and want to help, but Mom becomes totally insane whenever your name comes up. Anything you do willmake things worse."I held up my hands in surrender, "Ok. But if you think of a way for me to help on. ? He cried then, hard, into his hands. ?Oh God, I am so ashamed.? ?You should be, Daniel. You should be terribly ashamed. Millions of parents bring their children to see you in these films. What if they knew what a sick twisted pervert faggot sissy-boy twat you were? What if they knew how fucked up you were?? ?I don’t know why I feel this way, or where it came from. I sometimes think it’ because I have been famous since I was twelve. Maybe I somehow crave some punishment for my. I knew the friend from our activities on the CB radio. Our friend seemed to take delight in torturing us by delaying the actual meeting for weeks.When I finally did meet Debbie, I was instantly impressed. She was a tall girl with a slender build. She stood a little over six feet tall and didn't weigh much more than one hundred twenty or so pounds. Her brunette hair was cut short. Her hazel eyes were captivating. She had what appeared to be a nice set of firm B+ tits, and great legs. Her long.