She just stood there shaking her head. My cock was no longer hard. It shrunk like it does at the doctor's office. I slowly peeled off my underpants an... held my hands in front of my now limp cock. "Move those hands and let me see that old-mans cock" she ordered. I moved my hands and there I was ... all shriveled up ... scared to death and being submissive to this 18 year old girl. "So, if you are so excited about my panties ... why is that pathetic little cock so little. You were hard a moment. “Be aware,” Kevin said. “Once you have become a slave in the Club, your body can be used by any Master in the Club as he sees fit. This includes bondage, discipline, and sex. But just to clarify something, all of this will be with your own Master’s consent. Your Master has control over what happens to you.” They talked about the first steps of the process. Mary was to move to Kevin's house, a sprawling mansion out by his lake on the far side of town. He said it normally took 3 to 6 months. She offered no resistance to his hand lifting upwards so her strap slid off her shoulder. Once free, it was easy to free her breast and she looked down at it as he held it as though it were a precious treasure. He lifted her breast and with it she allowed him to lift her until it was clear of the water and he could move the soft wetness of his tongue from hers to her nipple. He licked and then suckled and he felt her hand grasp him as if he were a baby being held to a nursing mother. Her hand. ”I was amazed at myself standing there talking to a fish who didn’t like the label fish, but I could not completely shed my nervousness or suppress my fear. Egill spoke about a god that was alive before the original Vikings on Earth thought about the Gods, if this fish was that old... “I have no recollection how old I am. Time was a concept foreign to me until I met Egill and my species takes long and very deep sleeps in the folds of the below. “Would you want to see the folds? I can show you.