drsawzall

Oh boy, another story in the Hugilverse!!!

Uh huh.. Basic training, part 2! Boy, this author sure is dragging her heels, huh? What, Wishbone is chopped liver???? At this time, I would like to take a moment to explain something. This is not a harem story. And if someone was inclined to argue against that claim, at the very least, this is not Mason's harem story. It is Sakis'.

"Like" totally I'm not a fan either....fun chapter

The following makes me wonder as to what happens when a slave is too old to be of any purposeful use... "This damn chair is just uncomfortable." Dante stretched, there being another crack in his back, but also in his shoulders, and eyed Sawyer, who pressed a hand into the small of his back and seemed to be trying hard not to grimace. Sawyer definitely didn't look like it, as he was heading hard toward forty and was a worker and they were, to put it crassly, well, consumables with wear parts Ok...talk about role reversals, who shoved the stick up Frank's backside, and the change we see in Tom?? "Dude! What are you doing?" He squinted, coughed and spat. "Just doing my job." Frank grumbled and a second wave trickled down Dante's collar. "Yeah, sure..." He spat again and pushed himself out from under the machine. "And the slaves get to suffer." The sawdust scratched his skin and he guessed that later, when he went to change clothes, he would find it everywhere where definitely none belonged. "Fuck you, Dante!" Frank snapped with a face like he couldn't decide whether to throw a tantrum or a crying fit. This admittedly confused Dante a bit, but on the other hand, he was genuinely upset. Before he could snap back, however, Tom returned. Dante is 27, what truly is behind the sudden appearance of his mother?? I suspect there are underlying reasons that prompted this visit. It is as if Dante, all of a sudden, has "value" to his mother, and what is that value?? "But you're the first born of your generation, and traditionally they're brought home," she continued before he could ask what she was doing here. "Home?" he echoed, puzzled, glancing in search for help at Mistress Alice, who shrugged weakly. Is there a work-around the 'family service laws'?? Is it possible that Danaka Sapphire could find a way to 'force ' Dante to go with her? "I assume you've heard about the Family Service Laws?" He nodded faintly. Of course, he didn't know all the details of this complex set of rules, but he did know the most basic things: if a mother laid claim to her adult son under the Family Service Law and the son agreed, the current mistress had little chance to protest. If he wanted, he could return to Denser's Port with Danica. He glanced from Mistress Alice to Danica and back again, but his mistress once more shrugged weakly. A very intriguing chapter, and despite all he's been through with the Mitchels, he feels this is where his family is....

Just loved this story from the first chapter on, as evidenced by my very first comment...and yes, Rib Eyes rule the grill in this house!!!! Now y'all know a friend or two, please raise your hands, who just may have needed a ride on the short bus for being just plain stupid!!! drsawzall 73,573 Posted May 24, 2021 Popular Comment Well, you had me when the ribeyes came to the table but the following was classic.. Jett’s brain had gotten stuck somewhere in between ‘needs the short bus’ and ‘just plain stupid’ at Kyle’s confession. When his wits returned he managed to whisper, “I’m not going to stop you.”

Two fucking years, Mr Grayson needs to pay for his misdeeds by his ending coming ever so slowly... Something that doesn't jibe... The cabin they are staying in survived an attack where Mr Vincent blew himself up. Brady has been told that after the firefight, Mr Vincent's network out there will hunt him down if he leaves... Not sure I would be comfortable staying in place, but look for a new bolt hole...the perimeter was breached and Mr Vincent did make it inside... I'm reminded that back in the '60s there was a movie called Zulu where a small force of British soldiers held off thousands....not sure I would want to take my chances Not that I'm a coward, just an oversized scardy cat.... Loving this so far!!!

I'm hooked, the action and the pacing were fantastic...need, no...want to know more!!!

It's been called the most selfish act of all, and yet folks can't see the signs, to know when to step in and be that friend, offer a hand...Hopefully Jack recovers and gets the treatment he needs...

In the land of the inadequate, the average man is king.... Is the cat out of the bag? Will students be lining up to be probed with a meat muscle? What will happen if the school's administration finds out? Will the rambunctious todger, aka the prodigious penis, become a weapon for the powers that be???

Our dear boy needs lessons in discretion along with some oral training...

It will be interesting to see where this goes!!

Oh my....Grandma...just what have you done??? Who relaxed the outside security???

Can't disagree with any of the comments!! What a great chapter!! As to fishing, I leave the hook off the line, if god wants me to have a fish, it will jump out of the water... Christian Peen®...my...my...my!!!!

It is going to be a long 10 weeks... But if that was true, shouldn't he be helping Leo leave? “I-” He swallowed tightly, already regretting the words about to come out of his mouth. “I'll help you annul the bond if you want. I won't own you anymore, and you can be with whoever you want to be with.” “Uh huh.” He was hearing things. That had to be wrong. Jeisa was doing everything he could to help Leo, to make Leo feel better.

Was that an obtuse hint....let me scroll thru the prompts....

Not sure I could do it justice like @Lee Wilson....

Something strikes me as odd with Marvin, I am still solidly #Team Dalian...

Cleaning the fridge only happens when I notice the milk forming an alliance with the crisper drawer in reaction to the meat, backed up by some very hostile bacon, which wants to take out the crisper and veggie drawers. Meanwhile, the frozen food bides its time, patiently waiting....

And Joel...you can play baseball... She and Trace both wanted me to let my guard down, and I hated that I hadn’t brought myself to do much of that. I hadn’t because I never felt like I could and when I did, even accidentally, the fallout told me I couldn’t. Now they were promising me that I could and that I could take a step back and breathe a little. That if I fucked things up this time, that I had them to step up and I knew they would. I couldn’t doubt them; I was living proof of all that. They no longer had to convince me, staring at the ceiling, I knew without a doubt where I stood. The only thing that kept getting in my way was me.

Having been taught how to interact with Mr and Mrs Washing Machine and Dryer, after yelling to my mother, I had no clean clothes to wear, washing my handy rag was a snap!

Ya know, there are other ways of ensuring no mess is left behind...there's a step beyond finger lickin good!!!

Very enjoyable...thanks!!

There is truth in some old sayings, such as, 'Do unto others as you would have done to you'. Actions have consequences, no matter how large or small...

Well done, a complete short story leaving one to see these folks again in the future!!