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William’s Only Wish Was To Watch His Mistress ALL DAY LONG…
THAT DAY JUST HAPPENS TO BE SAUSAGE CASING STUFFING DAY! WHAT ARE THE ODDS?
I try to look away, but I can’t! I try to close my eyes, but I can’t! I try to think of everything other than my Mistress’s strong hands fondling, squeezing, stroking, and stuffing firm and glistening sausages just six feet away… AND I CAN’T!
“How are you doing, William? Enjoying your field trip?”
Oh, God! A question, which is my chance to stop this! To get uncaged! To stop having the spikes biting into my trapped shaft! To…
“Yes, Mistress.”
FUCK! WILLIAM! FUCK!
“That’s good, because Butch called in sick, so they were wondering if I could pull a double. I know it’s not a paying job, but since you’re enjoying watching me so much, I’ll tell them we said yes.”
A statement… not a question. As her slave, I don’t get to initiate a new conversation. Oh, oh, she’s spending extra time on that one!
“Is this about the size yours used to be… you know… before we decided you no longer needed the use of your cock?”
“No, Mistress. Mine was never that large.”