The moment I felt the lady touch my dick, I held on to the bed and not even watching my girl at this point because I knew it was my turn... my turn......my... what? she simply rubbed my balls and gave me half a stroke... WTF... I looked over at my wife and now the girl is standing up between her legs and I focused on the sound of their bodies hitting each other... shit my wife is getting fucked with a dildo while I.... she grabbed my dick, her grip was hard but damn, she slowly started jerking. She saw the black feather eye mask, the black lace bustier with a half-cup bra, the matching tiny black lace panties with the slit to fit a cock or a tongue, the matching garter belt, the sheer black camisole cover-up, the leather wrapped riding crop, the even higher black heels, the eight-inch silicone coated vibrator; yes everything was ready so Crissy could play a total “bad girl”. The pink satin cords had already been affixed to the headboard posts of the bed so Crissy was certain of being. The sides of my cock and balls were red as she smiled. Saying, “Such a delightful slave you are turning out to be.”As the bidding began Mistress Dee, encouraged her guests with assurances, they would have their purchase to themselves for the time allotted in accordance with their bid. I was not paying much attention to the actual bidding as standing upright without having my cock torn from my body was my greatest concern.After a while, perhaps half way through, as the bidding began to slow. She slowly walks over to my bedside. “Are you ready for your sponge bath?” “Oh, certainly, nurse,” I reply, already feeling the stiffness in my crotch. I sit up on the bed and just look at her for a minute, roving my eyes up and down her body. “But I think it would be better if I gave you a sponge bath.” She looks a little surprised and says, “Oh, Mr. Wallace, I don’t need a sponge bath. I’m not the patient here.” I nod, saying, “I know, but just trust me. Your job is to make me feel better,.