Did she just say John, that's my name not her husbands name but mine, then came " I wanted this for so long, fill me John FILL ME." As I watch her com...ng as she called my name. I thought I got to get out of here, and as I turned Arlene screamed "Oh fuck John your home." I turned back as Arlene slid her rubber friend out with a very wet sound, then slowly reached over for the t-shirt she was wearing this morning. She stopped and said " John should I put this on, or should I do what Faye told me. It was an immaculate candied treatto him. It was a delicacy that, being slave to his mistress, only he waschosen to appreciate. The fact that his mistress, when given to bouts ofsexual need or hunger could indulge in the semen herself, was irrelevant.At least, it had to be if he was going to have any chance of retaininghis sanity. He had nothing else in his life now. So few things he couldretain control or pleasure over. He had the memories of his former life,his futon, and his desire for his. I had to temporary remove the hobble between her ankles, slackening a little her collar leash and then I linked each one of Wisha ankles to the sides of my marble bench.Fantastic, I was sat on my marble bench, warmed by the shower water, my slave was upright, straddling over my right knee, hands clasped almost to her nape, my face was facing her breast, and once I lowered my back on the warm marble backrest, my hands had full access to any intimate part of the poor Wisha.The warm water was. Drake a copy of his paper. He turned and headed to the University’s Patent Office. As he went, he shouted, “Remember, you can’t tell anyone.”John had almost reached the end of the hall when he heard a loud scream behind him. “John, where are you? This is fucking incredible!”John laughed aloud as he knew that Dr. Drake had read the important page of his paper. He turned to see Dr. Drake bolt out of his office. The elderly man looked up and down the hall. Spotting John, he ran to the young man.