Maybe it is the sense of power. Edward was a hugh power trip the ultimist in power trips. I was going to do the same thing to Charlie, but I know now ...hat I can not. I know I will need to do that again. I would like to see if I can prolong a mans life for say five years or more while using him as my toilet slave. The thing is, Charlie would willingly be my full and complete toilet slave, I think. Such power I have over a man. Many women could do things to a man if they knew it, and wanted. “You’re an eager one, aren’t you!” He had no idea if she was talking to it or him. He didn’t care.Fingertips drifted up the insides of his thighs before one hand cupped his balls. The other slowly wrapped itself around his rigid shaft, causing his stomach to churn so hard that he gasped. “Now that’s what I call hard.” He could agree with that. The same hardness had been a problem for him all afternoon.She paused. “Silly me! I forgot you still had the box. That’s your fault for distracting me!. She had many rules and her boyfriend was strict about them so she always followed them and if she forgot he would give her a good spanking to make her remember next time.Their whole new Master/Slave relationship made their day very sexual and Kasey’s boyfriend was getting better at being rougher. He had actually started to treat Kasey like his little slut, which made her hornier than ever.She loved being his slutty slave but of course around other people they treated each other with respect.By. We proceed to make petty small talk. After only a few minutes of petting and touching I start growing a chubby. She notices. She immediately takes a firm grasp on my cock and starts stroking. As my cock starts getting harder she takes off her skirt. She looks at me and asks if she can suck my dick. I just smile. She gives me a grin and starts licking my shaft. I'm still getting harder. She gently cups my balls in her left hand, using her right hand to grab my shaft, and wraps her lips around.