?Hurry? The order came in my head as I remembered that Roy was still waiting for me. My husband, lord and master was waiting while I was asking myself...stupid questions. I can’t believe what a stupid bitch whore I was. I quickly folded my habit neatly and came out of the changing room. For once I was glad of Roy’s orders that I was to be always barefoot; wearing boots would have cost me even more time. I kept my eyes down on the ground and offered my habit to R?my lord and master. I could almost. Jim hadn't seen Hildy since the date he had with her the night after Christmas. He tried a few times to drive up for a visit, but something got in the way.Sometimes it was the weather and other times he was working on his project. On top of that, he was working out in preparation for the final season he would be on the University's Track and Field team.Hildy seemed cheerful through it all, even when he disappointed her. He put her photo on his dresser. He stopped wondering if she was wearing. She wished that someday she could live like those guys did. Out the back windows was a grassed area and trees. She could see a street across that. The front windows looked down on a paved alley. Terry came out of his room dressed in only a pair of white boxer undershorts. He opened Nicks door and asked if Nick had picked up their uniforms at the cleaners Friday afternoon. Nick said they were hanging in the hall closet. Terry found them and was back soon in a black and red uniform with Homewood. It was hard, and I struggled. The gag reflex made me lose my arching position. Tom’s grip was merciless. “Shh, come on, you like that. Stay. I said stay! Yes. Keep your ass up in the air, boy.”I drooled a lot more than earlier, and the saliva flowed on his cock and his balls. I wanted to lose myself in the humiliation. I had tears in my eyes.“Your ass is very tiny, boy. I want to fuck it. Hard.”He released his grip, and I removed his cock from my mouth. "I want it too."“Did you ever had cocks.