OK, Angle, I understand your point, but Mincer is right, remember, Kristy, Kevin and I are all consenting adults. I'm sure Kevin could "go off" if he felt things slipping away, but, it's highly unlikely. I guess I could "go off" one day watching him fuck my wife, but, again, its highly unlikely. Our relationship was discussed by the 3 of us, long ago, and it works because each of us no what we have gotten into and each of us knows our roles.
Where you have made me think, however, is regarding Master. He was halfway through college and stopped going a couple years ago and I have always kind of felt responsible for that. I guess I wouldn't have the drive or desire to go if I was 24 and being handed roughly a $1,000 a week with all my expenses paid and having a slave to do menial tasks and a beautiful girl to fuck at my desire.
This morning, Master was up early and on the couch as I was having my morning coffee. I brought him a cup and sat next to him. I asked why he was up so early and he said he and Kristy had fallen asleep early as she was tired (codeword, they didn't have sex last night). Master is gorgeous, even in the morning. He is,as I have said, only half black, but, his skin is very light, almost an almond color. His eyes and lips are beautiful and his body in perfect shape. He was wearing gray shorts and a t shirt (not his favorite-my fault).
I asked for permission to rub his feet, which he granted. I slowly worked my hands up his calves to his thighs. Master drank his coffee and watched ESPN. Slowly, I slid my hand into his shorts and near his underwear. Master was, as always, rock hard. "You want some, don't you?" he asked. I moved up on the couch next to him and slowly and passionately kissed his neck and began rubbing his cock through his underwear. "I do, Master," I told him. "Go ahead," he ordered and I dropped to the floor on my knees and pulled his shorts and underwear off. I took Master in my mouth and sucked him very slowly, all the while, using my hand to stroke his cock in between sucks. Master put his head back and I stayed on his cock for a long time, alternating slow strokes and sucks with faster ones. Master needed release and so, then, I just went to work, sucking him fast and deep. He came (a lot, so I really knew he hadn't had sex last night) and I swallowed every last drop.
Now Master stretched out on the couch and I moved to his feet. I love to massage and worship Master's feet, but, particularly after I give him a blow job to show him just how much I worship him. I knew now was my time to bring up college and did. I told him that he and Kristy were almost 20 years younger than me and, given my stressful job and smoking habit, anything could happen to me. "Master, you're so strong, so intelligent, please, please, consider finishing college." I told him, this way, just in case something happened to me, he could get a good job for a smart, strong college grad. He started to get a little upset, but, I risked his wrath and kept talking. "Of course, if nothing happens to me, I'll always be your bitch Master and I'll always earn you money. You know, Master, I love to earn my keep and I owe you everything." Master said he had been thinking about going back to college in the winter or spring and finishing his degree and said he'd keep thinking about it. He said Kristy has been on him to do the same thing and wanted to know if she put me up to this. "No, Master, I'm just always thinking of you," I said, "and thinking of all the ways I could serve you and be of benefit to you." I sucked his toes and licked his feet and told him, "Oh Master, you know how I worship you." With that, I let the subject go.
Also, I told him that I would get he and Kristy tickets for the Fiesta Bowl if Ohio State goes there (January 5, right after Kristy and I get back). Of course, he and Kristy can have a wonderful vacation and this was just my way of trying to compensate him for my recent mistakes. Master was pleased and I laid there, worshiping his feet for another half hour. Finally, I had to leave and asked Master for permission to get ready for work. Before I left, I asked Master if I might take his underwear with me, today, so that I might smell his beautiful scents all day. He allowed me this privilege and I'm smelling his scents as I write this.