? Asthe weeks and months passed, she began to turn more and more of the householdchores over to me, and eventually she took over the checkbook as well...? These days I simply sign over my paycheck toher ? and I don?t really know whatshe does with the money. My income increased substantially over the years, so Angieeventually quit her job as executive secretary for the CEO of a localmanufacturing company, then took him as one of her lovers.? The first time she brought him home she lefthim in the. " Can I see?" pleaded Harriet. Wendy and I exchanged glances. Used as wewere to our own licentious behaviour, we could see no harm in lettingHarriet make further notes. Eagerly I tugged down my frilly panties,then my tights and finally my under panties. As I lay on the bed,Harriet studied my arrangements."It's different from Laddie the sheepdog and Toby. You don't have asheath."Wendy's eyes widened with surprise. It was obvious that Harriet hadnever seen a boy's pee-pee before. Then we realised. But he got the idea, again.As I went out, closing the door behind me, I was a little uneasy; I mean, it’s a strange man and we’re all alone—oh, man, are we alone!—and I didn’t feel real safe right now. I locked the door of my bedroom, and it took me a long while to fall asleep.But I did, and for the first time since I’ve been here I slept well. I realized as I drifted off that I hadn’t thought about that damn court case in, well, hours. Maybe I needed something like Hugo to take my mind off. It was the fourth pin that caused me issues. It was like my left nipple was set on fire. It then traveled down my body and caused my clit to pulse.Panting and hands at my side, I resisted the urge to remove the pin. It was my new name that brought me back in focus, “cumpainslut”. Again he directed me to pump the hair brush handle in and out of my pussy. Bristles rubbed my clit as my nipples throbbed. Panting as he told me to pull and twist the pins on my nipples. I pulled and twisted each.