"Show us some pussy, bitch!"The circle of guys backs off and gives me room. I get on my hands and kneesand open my ass for them to see. "Oh, shit! Wha... a fucking bitch! Gonnafuck that ass!", says someone. I feel a guy open his legs and straddle me,facing backwards. He grabs my ass cheeks and opens them up, exposing myhole even more. "Who wants to fuck this bitch first? I never fucked a whiteboy", says one guy as he gets on his knees behind me. Someone hands himsome lube and he smears it on my. I felt good.As I opened the door to my room, I heard someone behind me. A quick glance revealed the waif who had followed me. I tried to communicate but English didn’t work and I don’t know enough of the local language to be useful. My sympathy button had been pushed so I invited this little person in with gestures.They were quite ragged and dirty so I offered my shower. There was a puzzled look and I thought maybe they had never seen one before. From all appearances I thought this was a young. “And how would you feel about taking off your trousers for us, Brian?” Brian was really red now and looked to his Aunt for direction. She nodded. Reluctantly, Brian stood and removed his pants, leaving him only in his underwear, his shirt having already been shed under the guidance of Mistress. Under the attention of so many women, he could feel a stirring in his groin. The women didn’t seem to take notice. “And why don’t we remove those underwear while we’re at it?” With the coaxing of his. I glance to the side and see all the shocked eyes upon us. You could hear crickets it is so quiet. I bury my face in his legs and hold him tightly. I do trust him. And for whatever reason, this is turning me on and making me feel safe with him.He continues to spank me harder and harder. My bottom is stinging, but I am feeling such a strong bond with this man. As I try to wriggle free, he holds me tighter.Finally, he stops and says, "Are you going to ever move my hand away again?" No," I.