His low sperm count and lack of any female willing to take him seriously meant he would never father any of his own, but couldn't resist the perverted...thoughts of submission to them. He hated their jokes at his expense, preferring instead to imagine his next humiliation by Mistress Anna.His daydream of being bound and whipped was shattered by the arrival of a message from Her. “Can't make this weekend, worm - slut needs my undivided attention, but if you look up, I've sent some playmates to. She hadn't thought about her need to use the facilities until he brought it to her attention. Now she realized she did indeed have to pee. Her mind still aware enough to realize the trap he laid with his questions. Giving her ones that required both yes and no answers, no matter which answer she gave he could use it against her. To give no answer to a direct question equally as dangerous in her position. "Not speaking to me, kitten? You are still such a defiant little thing. I've invited. "It's after midnight," said Joseph thinking it odd his mother would even suggest he should call his ex-girlfriend at such an hour."I told her you might be in late and she insisted it didn't matter," said his mother with a shrug as she stood, drank the last of her tea and walked past her son into the entryway. "You do what you think best. I'm going to bed." Goodnight, Mom." Get some sleep for once; I was hoping you could catch up what with you not working tonight and your working tomorrow night. “You have a beautiful body. I love the look of your breasts and the way they sit on your chest. No fried eggs there. They could have been enhanced like some I have seen, but I can tell from the feel and appearance that they are the originals. I can tell we are going to enjoy this. I haven’t seen a smile on a woman's face as welcoming as yours since I met Lucy. Some of your friends just seem to want it to happen and seem happy when it’s over with.”I was beginning to well up with emotion. He was.