“So, we’ve got firm agreement, then? I marry Farah, which will require me to divorce Melissa, who will in turn wed Seong. Kim and Henry get marrie... to each other as well. We can work out the wedding plans later. Each lady is bred by each man as well, at least once per each of us. This could be great, but there is also the matter of the Master-slave contracts. We’re agreed on some kind of pecking order, a hierarchy of sorts, right?” I clarified.“Naturally. I think that we should all agree that. “Fuck, man, this is too far! I’m not gay, I thought we were just fucking around.”Joe had stopped pumping Matt’s cocked. In fact, it looked as though he had pretty much passed out. Matt pushed him off and Joe’s head fell onto the log he was sitting on.“Well, he’s down and out,” I laughed. “And now it’s time for you to get down... on this.” I stood up and pushed my cock into Matt’s face. He looked up at me with his blue eyes. He didn’t say anything. He just took my cock into his mouth. He went. Walker ate in silence, and when he was done Fifi tookthe tray and set it aside. Then Mr. Walker turned to him."Come here, Fifi," he said."Yes, Mr. Walker." The maid bobbed quickly and walked closer to thebed.Mr. Walker had a peculiar look on his face, but Fifi thought he wasjust pondering what duties he'd have for him, so he just stood atattention, looking straight ahead at nothing in particular. Just then,Fifi jumped. Mr. Walker had put his right hand on the inside of hisstocking-clad leg and. Wendy returned to her room, terrified. A whipping. She was sure that Burnside meant exactly that, She faced being flogged with a whip. Wendy got in her bed and quietly cried. It was terrible to have to wait like this. She would not be able to sleep much, if at all. She thought about Amy and Suzanne, about their freedom and how they must be enjoying this evening. She thought about her parents, and wondered what they would think if they could see her now. Why had she done this to herself? Why had.