Chapter 97

From that moment forward, I became Oliver's fuck toy. Since I already knew who he was and where he lived, he added my name to the list of those the security guard could allow into his development, so my neighbors wouldn't become suspicious of the people coming to my place. Nor did he have to ambush me somewhere else. Sometimes it was just him alone fucking me, using any or all three of my holes. Other times, Oliver scheduled events, or as he called them, tasks, for me to participate in when it wasn't just him or maybe a couple others making use of me. Any time another person was present, I was masked to hide my identity, though sometimes I suspected it was more to hide the identity of the other person. A mask which allowed me to see would be equally effective for only the first reason. If they spoke, which didn't always happen, I sometimes believed I recognized the voice of the speaker. I thought I recognized the voice of the Fox5 weather girl when I was licking