The air was shrill with feminine voices. Across the room I could see my five opponents, each being led by their owners, and like me being paraded befo...e the big event so that the women could study us. Just across from me was a big black guy that I knew slightly, his owner had visited Mistress Cherie's a few times and brought him with her. That didn't mean I knew him, Mistress Cherie did not permit conversation between slaves. We'd just worked together and exchanged glances.He was a big guy. .................................I sat in my dorm, staring at the blank computer screen wearing a pair of jeans and a clean white t- shirt. Today was a Friday night and I had nothing to do. All my buddies were busy with their girls, and there I am, left with no one. Yeah, a billion girls asked me out this year but the only girl I was into was Delaney. A 19 year old, sexy teenage girl, who had long silky brown hair, a fine curved ass, and the most perfect golden skin. She was perfect, but we. With a glazed eye and spunk splatters in her upper lip area, she said, “If you want me, you have to kiss me”. The room fell silent and all eyes were upon me. Everyone stepped away from Honey and a path opened up between us.Without hesitation I strode forward, mounted the stage and kissed her fully on the lips. Honey plunged her tongue into my mouth and with it came a kaleidoscope of tastes and smells including spunk, perfume and tobacco. I very nearly passed out with pleasure. After what seemed. I had no intention of anything than letting him see you, perhaps even to talk to you to start with. He had other ideas. We had settled into the hotel and gone down for drinks before dinner, I had told Dave this previously and expected him to be in the bar. I had deliberately encouraged you to dress up for this reason. I wanted you to look as sexy as possible and I knew Dave would find you sexy too even though you had no idea what I was setting you up for. You had a black tight dress; low cut.