“Get up on the bed and put your legs in the air.” I did so and at his instruction, I held my legs up. Master lubed up the plug and then he began p...shing globs of lube inside his slave’s ass. “I want you to make room for something later, Puppy,” he said as he gradually pushed the plug deeper inside me until it was in place. I grunted with pleasure at the thought of him fucking my ass. Now I was in “diaper position”, completely vulnerable and available to my Master. “Hold those legs up, Puppy,”. ”“All day?” Kevin shrieked. “You can masturbate all day?”“After a few hours, I’m wiped out. But theoretically, I could, yeah.”His jaw dropped with his tongue waggling. “I cannot tell you what I am thinking right now.”I eyed the burgeoning bulge distending his zipper. “I have an idea of what is going through your head.”“Make a prediction.”I placed my hand on his knee. “You are imagining me touching myself.”He nodded. “Where do you like to touch, Jax?”My hand slid higher. “The wet spot on my. She's old and lonely and I'm the only man who takes her to bed."We called the cook "Lassie." Her Thai name was Rasri. She was about 50 years old, short and stout and unmarried. She adored Steve – and she was jealous. He gave her weekends off and bought her bus tickets to her parent's house in the country because he didn't want her around when he brought his bargirls home with him. He had a guilty conscience. I stayed at Steve's house only Friday and Saturday nights so I didn't see much of. You reach for me with your other hand and cups my balls. She grins wickedly as she takes off her bikini top and throws it away; her bottoms quickly join her top. She sits on the edge of the tub and exposes her shaved pussy to us. She sits there a moment as we both stare at her. My lips find your ears, “What do you want to do with her, baby? Do you want her to lick your pussy? Do you want to lick hers?” You don’t answer, but your grip tighten around my dick and makes the answer clear. “Kiss her,.