Reached behind my head, slowly unbuckling the strap that was holding the penis shaped gag tightly and deeply into my mouth. I gasped slightly as she p...lled it away from the hood, then out of my mouth. My mind was still reeling from the effects of the popper doses so I was still breathing heavily. ‘There my little slave, is that better?,’ Mistress D. asked. I could only moan positively. She chuckled as I heard again the sound of her high heeled boots on the basement tile floor as she moved. ‘Oh doing a little of this and a little of that.’ I tried to make it convincing. I had pretty much taken over for my Uncle Deacon. Deacon was all finesse, whereas I was maximum violence. They each seemed to get the job done. I had come to hate drugs and drug dealers while in Vietnam. Taking their money didn’t bother me in the least. When they resisted with guns, they died. It was a simple way of dealing with men who sold junk to kids. ‘So you want to go to Detroit?’ ‘Why the hell would I want. More

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