“We live in tough times,” Nikki said, “but I’ll soon have this little lot worked out and you’ll be right as rain.” The tension started to ...bb away as Nikki worked her thumbs into the knotted flesh of my shoulders. “Any back pain?” she asked. “Some,” I admitted. “You sit at a computer all day,” she said. And I slump over the laptop most of the night as well, I thought. “Let me guess, corner desk, your screen to your left. No arm support on your chair.” I was too relaxed to be surprised. “Mmmm,”. Then there were dark, strong,fingers touching unfastening,squeezing,stroking, as my sarong and underwear were swiftly removed. A man called Srihan was over me quickly,his loin cloth already discarded. I felt his erect swollen penis brush my thigh as he moved on top of me. There was no foreplay to speak of. I was lubricated already and it made it easy for Srihan to nudge the pulsing tip of his penis between my legs and he penetrated me, sliding deeply with a firm push. Then with the murmer of. I’m a thug that need a sissy ASAP. Hit me up. Five 55. Let’s fuck. 2 zero zero. Very soon slut. 56 want it now. Hosting at a motel. Seven. Call only. 5’ The ad on Craigslist intrigued Jeremiah. So he punched the number in his cell phone and hoped the posting person would answer. “Hello,” said a deep voice. “Hi. I saw your ad on C-L. I’d like to be your bitch boi tonight,” replied Jeremiah. “Oh yeah. I’ma use you like a real fag. You down?” “Yes sir. I’m down.” “Dat’s wassup. What you look like?. Cynthia found herself angry at this thing. How dare it question her. She quickly went through the house rules making sure it understood and then announced punishment for disobeying.She grabbed the tiny thing by its nappy hair and threw it over the couch. She began assaulting the tiny things ass with blow after after blow. it screamed but that was OK because they had long ago outfitted the house with sound proofing. Out of the corner of her eye Cynthia saw the other slave watching. Cynthia.