The attendant told Rachel that she was expected to kneel at my feet when she got close to the table at which I was seated and she did so very graceful...y. I told her that she made me proud but that the night was young and she would be introduced to many new things. The young attendant slipped away quietly and unnoticed by the other men at the table.I announced to my mates that the new arrival at my feet was slave Rachel who I had invited to the club to experience the life of a slave and to learn. As fast as I can, I am swallowing mouthful after mouthful of Master’s piss. Master’s piss doesn’t seem to stop. I can feel my stomach getting full with Master’s piss. Finally, I feel Master’s piss slow down but I keep my mouth firmly clamped around the head of Master’s cock. Master finally finishes pissing in my mouth and I take the final swallow. I take my mouth off of Master’s cock and I see one lone drop of piss come out of Master’s cock and head for the floor. I try my best to catch it. Hard ... when you take my mother’s pictures?” suggested my mother.“I don’t know!” I gasped. “Do we have to talk about this?”“I think we should, dear,” said my very pragmatic mother. “I’m just worried that you’ll start acting like a man.”“What else am I supposed to act like?” I was getting really frustrated by now. “You want me to start wearing a dress?”“Of course not, darling,” she said, reaching out to touch my hand. I jerked mine away.“You don’t have to worry about me jumping Grandma’s. On one side it said, 'My name is Slave Annie' and on the other it said, 'I belong to Master Jeff'."Does anyone ever call you Annie?" I asked Anne."No, Master," she said."Then that will be your slave name," I said. "Jess, please go remove the tape from Annie. Rachel, help Michelle on with her collar."Jess cut off the tape from Annie, and then tried to help her put her collar on."Please, sir, will you put the collar on me?" Annie begged. I smiled and beckoned to her, and she crawled over to me. I.