Chapter Five
Tuesday
My morning started as every other in this monstrous place, with a long leisurely orgasm for Miss Watson and frustration for me. I felt an incredible blush of pride when Miss Watson complimented me on how ‘delicious’ it was, followed almost immediately by a hot flush of shame as I realized that I was proud of being a good s*x toy for this wicked woman. Except for continually fondling me during her bath (almost like an afterthought or habit), causing me a lot of pain, she basically behaved as if I wasn’t there. I was just her soap, towel, floor mat, and stool. I kept quiet and managed to anticipate all her needs and she never even picked up the whip.
Shelly and her friends joined my wife and Miss Watson for breakfast with Shelly availing herself of my services during
