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Paralysed Faggot 1

... her with my own eyes on my laptop through the camera's I had set up. I fired her and shortly after hired Tim. It was the best thing that could have happened to me. I was now going to use the equipment again, but for an entirely different, more voyeristic purpose. 4. Tim departed for collage and I didn't expect him back for another five hours or so. He usually got home between midday and 2pm. 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 highschool 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'd have a beer with him. Me: Yes...Well it looks like he's dating my caretaker Tim. Master Devin: LMAO!! Thats 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 ive 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 Tims relationship added more spice to my already bizzare 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 ...