My lower body reeked from the coating of shit and my upper body stunk from sweat. Instead of whipping me Marge proceeded to wash me down from head to toe. She used a combination of blowjob vinegar and water then poured several gallons of water over my body to rinse me clean. She left once she was done, returning some time later. First she made sure that the choke collar was tight around my neck then she untied the ropes around my ankles and opened the padlock that secured my wrists to the chain. I was able to stand for the first time in a week as she led me shakily to her car. There was a plastic shower curtain in the trunk and she had to push me in, lifting my japan legs to get my entire body inside. The last thing I saw before she closed the trunk was the burned out farm house. I thought that might be important some day and I was right. I tried to pay attention to the route she drove. I was pretty sure we were heading back to my house from the direction of our travel and the lights we stopped for. I had lived in this area for almost all of my life and I could easily visualize every turn in my mind. I was sure we were in my garage when Marge stopped the car. I saw that I was right when the trunk lid rose. Between my handcuffed wrists and my weak legs it was impossible for me to get out of the trunk without help. Using the leash she led me into my family room where she locked the leash tightly around one of the supports that held the main steel beam of the house in place. I waited there patiently even though I had no choice. It was more comfortable than the barn and the temperature was exactly 70 degrees thanks to a dehumidifying heat pump I had installed when the house was built. I was there for some time, Marge walking back down the stairs after I heard the doorbell ring. She walked out to the garage, returning a minute later with the video camera and tripod which she set off to the side of the room. That told me that she had planned something important. Next she led me by the leash to the center of the family room, pulling me down to kneel on the hard tiled floor. I watched silently as Troy walked down. Under other circumstances I would have laughed wildly at his outfit. He wore a hideous brown and green striped long-sleeved shirt over red, white, and blue plaid shorts with high black socks and tan sandals. Nobody ever claimed that Troy was a good dresser or exhibited any fashion sense. “You need to practice, slave, on the real thing—sucking a real cock and swallowing. Troy’s quite a bit smaller than Michael, but he’ll do for now and I’m sure he wants some revenge oriental japanese for all the slights you’ve asian inflicted on him over the years.” I knelt silently while Troy lowered his shorts and briefs, a huge smirk on his face. I resolved at that second to wipe that smirk all over his sorry face at the first opportunity. I’m quite a bit taller than Troy and even kneeling my mouth was much higher than Troy’s cock. I thought I might be able to use this to my advantage. I moved forward seemingly to suck, but falling instead on my right shoulder, a very easy fall for an experienced wrestler. Marge and Troy lifted me back into position and once again I moved forward only to drop, my shoulder breaking my fall. They tried it two more times with the same result. I was reminded of Einstein’s definition of idiocy—doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. “This isn’t working, Marge. We have to do something else.” “Maybe if I move his hands around to the front of his body he’ll be able to support himself that way.” Positioning himself in front of her, and caressing her buttocks, he pulled her hard on to his erect member. 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