"Master Derrick?" Adam asked before he realized what was going on. "Oh, you have done well, Slave Girl. Pray, continue your duties. I have not seen yo... before. Are you new?" Yes, Master," Trinity said, stepping forward slowly. "I was just purchased recently. I have only recently finished my training in how best to serve you." Well, I suppose we shall see how well you've learned your lessons, won't we?" Derrick asked. "What is your name? I can't very well call you Slave Girl." Ann Jones," the. “Nicole, there must be a way to resolve this in such a way that I could stay with you.” Nicole looked at Phoebe and said, “Phoebe I wish there was a way.” Then stopped. “There is a way.” She grabbed Phoebe’s arm and dragged her from the house. “You are going to meet a friend of mine.” Forty minutes later they were in a luxury villa, where a woman a few years older than Nicole met them. Phoebe sat on the steps with Nicole conversing urgently with her fiend. The discussion was heated but finally. At least when it was one or two people that we had been talking to I knew them a little which didn't make it ok, but was no where near as bad as nights like these when she would make me go out, even thought to avoid any possible conflict she would always take us to a gay bar where everyone was ok with her little toy. Not only was it a place packed with strangers. Those strangers often would stare and/or even come and try to talk to us. On bitch boy status I don't talk, but they would come none. When its a few inches from their face with their hands on it, I am pretty much in heaven. Imagine one of these beauties making eye contact with with you while probing your twitching erection in their hands.Make no mistake, none have shown any excitement so far. Maybe it is there... I'd like to think at least one doc or nurse that has seen my veiner so far has gone home, or into bathroom, and furiously slapped their pussy lips around while visualizing me taking control of them under those.