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Tom and Paul held the bucking Elton to the ground. They knew he wanted to escape their grip, but it was three against one.

Elton's body bucked harder and then his fighting stopped when Sandy commanded him to drink.

Sandy pissed in a never ending hot stream while Elton's working sucking mouth swallowed and gobbled at her cunt. It felt so good to be completely satisfied.

Elton felt the stream of urine trickle to a stop and then spurt one or two times. It was a good thing that very little ran down his cheeks and onto his chin, because he knew that Sandy would not like that to happen. Elton's cock beat against his belly. He was a feather's touch away from an orgasm and he wished that Sandy would allow him to go to the bathroom and jerk off.

Paul and Tom climbed off of Elton's prostrate and naked helpless body. Sandy ground out the last spasms of her orgasm on Elton's mouth. She allowed Elton to lie on the floor between her spread legs as she stood above him.

Elton begged, "Sandy, can I go to the toilet now? I must piss."

"You dirty bastard. You just want to go there and jerk off and cheat me. I know where your fucking head is at. I'm going to be good to you though. I'm going to reward you. You have my permission to jerk off right here. We all want to see how you do it. Mind you now, make certain that you catch every drop as it shoots out of your cock and make sure that your mouth is open so that nothing gets on the rug. If anything gets on the rug I'm going to chain you up on the wall and go out. Start now!"

Elton grabbed his meat in his right hand. His fist slid up and down the length of his shaft once or twice. His eyes were open and his mouth hovered over his bursting cock head. Elton felt very nervous. He had never come in front of an audience. He felt his cock start to die and shrivel so he began to whip harder at it.

"Go man. Go! Beat that meat! Come on Elton. Let's see you shoot your load!" Paul's word seemed to bolster Elton's flagging strokes.

"Oh, I can see your good at this Elton. I'm going to let you jerk Bijou off when you take care of him. That is, after you feed and walk him. Your lovely wife, Sandy can give you instructions later. Right now I want to see you squirt your jism into your own mouth and swallow it!"

"Son-of-a-bitch! Dirty bastard! Cunt lapper! Arse sucker! Cock sucker! Catch it all! Don't miss a drop!"

"Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhh." Elton groaned through his open mouth. Sandy had commanded him to catch every drop. He felt the semen well up in his balls and in his very raw red excited cock. A little squirt. Then a big squirt. Then two in a series. The spasms came long and hard. It was as if Elton's cock was gulping up from his balls and spitting out every bit that his twisted balls contained. "Ohhhhh, ahhhhhh."

The semen struck his face lips and roof of his mouth. It was hot, white and very sticky.

"In the mouth, bastard. You missed," and she rubbed Elton's hand on his face. The sperm was slippery, but Elton like the feeling of it being smeared around by Sandy.

"Well Elton, you didn't get it all so this is what I want you to do. Paul and Tom are going to take me out for a night on the town. I want you to wrap all the food up and store it in the freezer."

Tom and Paul were dressing while Sandy continued to instruct Elton on his duties.

"After you have completed the wrapping up of the food and stored it in the freezer, you may vacuum the rug. Clean the kitchen. Wash the pots and pans and take out the garbage. Do anything else that is needed to get this house back into ship-shape condition. When you are done with that, lock the house and drop the key back into the mail box. You know that you are not allowed to have a key, so don't dare to forget and keep my key overnight. Do you hear me Elton? Do you understand stupid?"

"Yes dear. Shall I use tin foil, waxed paper or Saran wrap? You know dear, each different food should be wrapped in a different material."

"Oh Elton, read the Goddamn instructions. Just do as I command you. We're leaving now. I'll call you at home and you had better be there later. Good night honey!"

Tom, Paul and Sandy left, leaving Elton alone in his wife, Sandy's apartment. He looked at the mountain of work which lay before and muttered out loud, "Oh, my darling Sandy, how much I love you. I am your slave forever."





CHAPTER SIX




Elton folded the wrinkled brown paper sack into four quarters. In amongst one of the quarters was a twelve inch square piece of heavy plastic wrapping material and a twelve inch piece of much used wrinkled tin foil. He sighed a sigh of almost exhaustion and the exhalation made his shoulders droop forward. His spectacles hung from one ear and rested on his shoulder. His eyes were green blue, watery and tired. Elton licked his dry lips that were not red. They had a purplish look to them; like the lips of a cardiac patient. He sucked his cheeks inward and the vacuum pulled his dental plates firmly up against his bare gums. The sucking sound let him know that they were now seated properly. His tongue moved in his dry feeling mouth and guided the small bits and particles of the food he had just eaten towards his gullet. He mused to himself. 'Gee. I wonder why Sandy hasn't called me. After all, we are married. I can't understand why she calls me an old maid or an old lady. I know I label everything and I'm very particular about my purchases. I buy the best and I don't throw my money away. I can't understand why she won't let me fuck her. I know I could get hard, but every time something starts to happen she screams at me. It's funny, but it makes me hard and then for some reason it starts to die. I can't understand it. Oh, why doesn't she phone me?' Elton continued to suck at his dentures. There was no place that he could really pace back and forth so he kept brushing a strand of his hair back into place. His eyes dragged on the floor and he felt his shoes scuff against the pavement. His hands were in his pockets and he walked forward with dejected resolution. 'God, it sure costs money. It's all right, I love her.'