My phone lit up with the message, and those ever-present tears started to well up again.‘Sorry, doll, out of town until the 31st. Talk soon. X’Wel..., now what the fuck was I supposed to do? I closed my eyes against the torrent of tears that threatened to spill out. I breathed in and out deeply for a few moments, finding tranquility from somewhere inside me, no doubt hidden deep. Sighing, I went back into the bathroom, retrieved the tatty packet of ibuprofen, and downed four. What a mess this. Maybe he didn’t want a sex slave anymore. He knew he might be falling in love with Sandy and didn’t want to treat her this way.Mike decided that besides the deals she was helping her with, he would let her do some day trading with some of his funds. He couldn’t believe that she was great at this to, and one day he tallied up all the money she had helped him make and couldn’t believe it. One day in the office she heard his phone ring and he spoke very secretly in code words and just saying yes. It had been on the rocks for some time - she constantly whinged about the size of my cock and me wanting to fuck her at least once a week.That ass was back again, but this time I had my cock buried in her pussy and a finger in her tight asshole. The pussy was wet and spasming around my shaft - she had just orgasmed. I was enjoying having my cock in a place that very few other cocks had been.Judy was a confirmed lesbian, and from what I had learnt about her, she had been fucked in her teens by. It is a fax from David.It is a reminder from another life altogether, a spirit from my past. I hold the letter close to my chest, hoping to feel closer to My Master. My eyes fill with tears, he has sent me a letter and I am terrified to open it. I am reminded of all the things about him I love, his mind, his touch, his beauty as a man. I am reminded again, of why I am here at all.I ask for a moment of privacy, as I fall to my knees and read. He tells me how proud he is of all I have.