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... In the meantime, I decided to go online on my chat-program and see if my teenage 'cash masters' were going to give me any attention. Thankfully there was someone online. 17-year-old Master Devin was online. He was slim looking skater kid that finished high school early and looked for the easiest way to make cash. So he made a career though dominating and abusing me. I payed him roughly $1200 a week, a very-very good wage for someone as young as him. He still lived at home with his parents, even though he makes more than them. He plans on saving the money for big things. Master Devin: "Hey faggot! Pay day today!" Me: Yes sir!................$1200 sent to your account sir. I hope you enjoy it. Master Devin: Damn right I will faggot. Me: Please verbally abuse me sir. I need it. Remember I told you about 'Michael', he made me into the stupid retarded cripple that I am? Master Devin: Hahaha yeah I remember you telling me about 'Michael'. He sounds like a cool guy; I would have a beer with him. Me: Yes...Well it looks like he's dating my caretaker Tim. Master Devin: LMAO!! That's too much of a coincidence, your lying about this shit! Me: I'm not lying sir, its true. (sending link to pictures). They are so hot together and I've allowed them both to sleep in my main room while I sleep in the backroom. Master Devin: Hahaha this is funny shit! Do they both know about the connection between you three? Me: They both have no idea sir. Master Devin: Well ill tell you something you ...

... worthless cripple faggot. I'm not gay, but I can tell you this! You are NOTHING compared to them. Those two are cool athletic guys and you are an ugly rotting corpse! I began to whimper and pull my penis with my weak arms and flopping wrist. Master Devin: They are happy. You are not and never will be. "Yes sir!" I cried, tears streaming down my face. This never got old, not for the entire four years I've been doing it. But Michael and Tim's relationship added more spice to my already bizarre sex life. If you can even call this pathetic activity of mine a sex life. I knew Tim would be returning from collage soon and preparing for another night of partying with his friends and his new boyfriend Michael. I imagined that Tim would give a honest and humble explanation to Michael when explaining that he lived in my luxury home without parents. I'm sure he would tell Michael that he looks after a dependent/cripple (me). However, I hoped Tim wouldn't go into detail and explain what condition I was in or who I was in particular. Otherwise Michael would find out it was me and the whole sexual tension of the situation would be ruined. There was no real way for me to hint that to Tim without giving away the situation to him either. I just had to let it all roll out and see if Tim and Michael would or wouldn't discover my secret through discussing things with one another. I preyed they wouldn't find out. In the mean time I had arrogant teenagers to pay. 5. Hours had passed and Tim had returned ...