David

I'm a perfectly little house husband as Mistress goes off to work I stay and tidy up before getting dinner ready. Mistress's favorite food is cotton candy and cum and I always greet her in nothing but a pair of -

The sudden call of my name wakes me up and to my surprise I can't see anything and something is holding me in place. My name is called again from behind me and I try to turn my head only to be engulfed in a translucent sheet and darkness in front of me which I come to realize is mistress's breast. I try to pull away from the darkness only to feel something, a hand, squeeze one of my butt cheeks hard enough for me to let out a small moan. The hand, Mistress's, relaxes before giving me a pat. With almost herculean efforts I manage to worm and crawl my way out of the covers until I'm face to face with David. I feel my heart flutter as I see him (?) staring at me worried his large O lips in a very slight frown as his blue eyes sparkle in the moon light.

"Finally I've been trying to get you up for the last few minutes. We have to get out of here or else Mistress will turn us into nothing more than a pair of fuck toys." David says his voice sounding more like some thot than a married man that owns his own company.

"Why would we want to leave. We are safe here and Mistress lets us cum." A voice says. It takes me a second to realize that the voice was mine and a small part of me agrees.

"You may have cum, but I haven't since yesterday. I don't know how long Mistress will stay the way she is. She may grow bored of us and abandon us for some new boytoy she finds or she may change us more just like all of the people we passed." He retorts growing more nervous as Mistress starts to toss and turn seeming to miss my presence.

I feel like mistress would never abandon me but before this morning we would barely say a couple of pleasantries to each other. She may abandon me for some new hotter toy or maybe a old flame. I feel like going with David is my best case even IF he'll probably try to fuck me on his first opportunity.