He’s daring me to say something. Instead, I took a couple of steps and knelt at his feet and carefully pulled his trunks down.His large cock is only...a foot from my face and I can’t believe how much I want to touch it, to feel it in my hands, to kiss it, to please it. I’ve never felt that desire with another man. Yet here, with this cruel man who’s more than twice my age, I want him to make me suck his cock. I don’t want to volunteer and I don’t want him to ask me. I want to be made to do it.He. The Prime Mistress sat at one end. To her immediate right sat Master Jerome and his slave wife karen. She, of course, knelt at his feet. To the Prime Mistress’ left sat Master DuWayne and his wife Mistress Muanda. Several slaves knelt at their feet. One– the one in the strange strap outfit– stood stiffly at attention behind her Mistress. Master Frank sat next to Master Jerome. His wife, Mistress Marilyn sat next to him. Their lone slave knelt at her feet. There were whispers among some of the. The two of them hit the bed entwined, and began pulling off each other’s clothes. Anna’s bra came off, and the guy (Rob) buried his face between her tits. Anna moaned softly, as his lips found one of her nipples, and then turned to me and said “I have a surprise for you”. Her hand slid to the waist of her panties and she tugged them down slightly, smiling mischievously. I took the hint and gently pulled them down her legs, revealing my surprise; her newly bald pussy. From behind Rob I heard. He was enjoying torturing the poor kid.Carlos's eyes were on Jen's exposed legs. Mike loved showing off his fiancée. He leaned over and started to kiss her. He brought his hand up and cupped Jen's breasts over her blouse. Even in her haze Jen hadn't lost all her inhibitions, and pushed Mike's hand away. "No," she said softly, glancing across their apartment. "Carlos is here."Mike kissed Jen's neck, and then whispered into her ear, "It's okay, trust me." He gently pushed Jen's protesting hands.