"She is standing right here Jake, ask her," I said."So Eve are you buying?" Jake ask playfully.The game was a simple fun game because everybody put up...$100 dollars. No one was allowed to bring more money into the game. When the money was gone, so was the player. "I'll buy your breakfast, but anybody who orders over a hundred dollars worth of food is on their own," Eve said playfully. I was still surprised that now and then she seemed more human than I did.I had some kind of apple thing that. Sue and I would be required to serve the food and drinks to the guests and submit to any requests from the guests. Mistress Rebecca often attended these events and would single me out for some special attention in the dungeon. She delighted in using a different apparatus to torment me each time she visited. I had been stretched upon the rack, had my shoulders almost dislocated hanging from the strapado and scourged upon the cross.The worst torture was to ride the wooden pony. This diabolical. My heart pounded fast, I felt certain that I would just cum at any moment. She heard my breathing change and stopped. ’No. You must wait.’ I almost came right there in her hands, but just about managed to hold myself back as she reached away for a towel. ‘Dont! Not yet!’ Then she wrapped the towel around my shaft for a moment and gently dabbed my cock dry. ’The taste of soap.’ she said ’Is not so nice’ and then with one hand gripping the base of my shaft, she pulled my knob straight into her. He could feel his penis starting to react, straining to lengthen inside his pants. He had not had that yearning there since. Of course, he never lost the ability to get it up; he had just lost the longing that actually made his penis rise. Now he had that longing, that yearning, that desire, and he had Millie to thank.Millie could feel the stirring in his pants against her hip. She could feel his manhood restrained inside its holster at the moment, struggling, wanting to be released. She could.