Chapter Nine
“Good morning, ‘faggot’,” Shelly purred in Arthur’s ear as she collected him from the barn early the next morning. “I’ve been thinking about you all night. I had one of those escort types last night but… It wasn’t the same as what we shared. I wonder if your wife knows what a treasure she has. We are going to have fun today, you and I. Well, I’m going to have fun anyway. Today you are going to be my escort slave.”
Arthur’s brain engaged.
“Escort slave? That meant that he would get to…”
“Except for the f*****g part that is,” she continued, interrupting his thoughts. “There is no way that you are going to put that poor excuse for a d**k inside of me.”
She hitched him to a cart, drove him to the main house and dragged him up to her room.
“You need to make it nice for me tod
