A divine smile then spread across her face and she swayed over towards me.I stood up straight and put the bottle down thinking ‘I am NOT going to mi...s out on an opportunity like THIS!’, and as she reached me I grasped her firmly by the waist and planted a gentle kiss on both cheeks; I DO always greet females this way, but I must admit that on this occasion it was a fractionally slower process than is my norm!And to my delight, her response was not the usual “MWAH MWAH” just past each ear, but a. She also mademe parade around in front of her and Margo on my high heels trying toaccentuate my ever forming feminine figure.I always had to make Mistress Stephanie and Margo breakfast, whateverthey wanted, make it to perfection and then clean up the dishes. Whenany of them asked me to, I was to "service" them in the morning beforework. I often had to fellate Mistress Stephanie as he was dressing,making sure that every drop of his sperm went into my sexy red mouth.Margo would rub his cock in. I open up the laptop and start to get it plugged in to the phone and the jack. I am waiting for the machine to boot, sitting in the desk in my usual hotel work out fit, underwear, T-shirt and socks. I realize that mixed with the music is some other noise, maybe the maid or something left the TV on, but I hear moaning, damn if the left the damn porno station on I’ll be charged for something I didn’t even get to see. I get up to go to the bedroom. As I approach the room, I’m sure it is a woman. The brief glimpse I had of myself revealed a body covered with dried semen.My pussy ached but it was a good ache and I sighed as I recalled the sensationsof the previous night. I had no idea where I was but one thing was for sure. I needed to get dressedand get out of here. With effort I sat up and surveyed my surroundings. The room I was in was bare except for the bed I lay on. A single sheet, soakedin sweat and semen, covered the mattress. My clothes were nowhere to be seen.I stood and walked.