Chapter Eight
Phil left later that day. I was glad to see him gone. I was tired of sucking his d**k and being f****d by him several times a day. I can’t believe my Mistress let him use me like that, but being just a piece of property, I guess I can be used anyway she wants.
Him being gone didn’t really change things very much. Several days a week I worked in the store and spent countless hours in the back room. I was amazed that it just wasn’t men who used me. Several women would come on a regular basis to have me satisfy them. Obviously what I had to offer, they weren’t getting at home.
Between the s*x in the store and my Mistress’s daily needs, I was left totally frustrated. Everyone was enjoying the s*x lives but me. Oh, I enjoy eating a little p***y, but not to that extent. She had
