Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. A slave’s barometer gets hard because it enjoys being what it really is. Gay sex Are we in agreement?”“Master, yes, Master. I was getting needed water, being taken care of, and being seen and appreciated for who and what I am. He chuckled and said, “Yeah, so I can see.” He was looking at my firm barometer.I hesitated nervously, with Master seeming to know that His slave had something on its mind, and then asked Him, “Master, is it okay for your slave to have a hard on so often, Master? He didn’t tell me to stop, so I rose up to His torso, and then to where I really wanted to go, where there was no clothing, right into his armpit. I plan on giving it exactly what it needs, slavery.”Master stood up from His stool and came behind me to paddle my ass.
