You look quite well. Do you want me to comb your hair ? I could brush your teeth too." “It would be very nice of you,” she said as she gave me a d...zzling smile. * Her hair was quite tangled and the comb often got stuck. Carefully, so as not to tear her hair, I was unraveling the knots with my fingers. Her head tossed back, her eyes half-closed, she seemed to enjoy the procedure. I leant over and sniffed her pate. My nostrils filled with the pleasant fragrance of a… of ripe melon. “Thank you. I. It was exhilarating to be placed completely under the control of a man and to function as nothing more than a mindless sexual plaything!And, believe me: I worked hard while I was “in service.” Mind you, most of the guys that screwed me were good-looking enough and were reasonably… well-endowed, if you know what I mean, but I did have to service some rather disgusting-looking men and a few real “pencil dicks.” A sex slave must treat all of her masters with proper respect, of course, but. Actually, he taught me how good it felt to hang free and nothave things binding you around your junk." "Well, I guess I am just out of touch." He said as he walkedtowards his side of the bed an lowered his pants revealing the blue stripedboxers I had seen earlier in the day. But what he did next made Todd gaspout loud. Before he pulling the covers down to get in bed, he stripped offhis underwear, and revealing his massive sex equipment to both us. Now,not only had I felt his huge cock. I was told to take a few days off, to relax and unwind from the school. I was to be at work bright and early Monday morning. That had been almost three months ago, and I was feeling like one of the team, now.I usually went to the employee's cafeteria in the federal building, for lunch. Sometimes, Eric and I went out, as our lunch hours were flexible. There were several good places in downtown St. Louis to eat at.Conversation out of the office was generic and generalized, so as not to break.