Michelle said she needed to train me to accommodate larger objects penetrating me and that this would please Master - that last goad usually pushed me...over the edge into wishing to do my utmost to please him.In addition, it had taken some no small adjusting to get used to the idea of no longer being a boy and dreaming about fucking girls and taking them for my pleasure. It was not easy accepting that now I would be the one who was fucked, who was penetrated who was the source of pleasure. I. K has the set up ready for the first act tonight. The only illuminating spotlight shines bright over the left side of the stage where the ottoman is. The ottoman sits on top of a large tarp that I guess is put into place for messy acts like pissing, squirting, excessive amounts of oil being used, etc. Next to the ottoman is a side table with a large bottle of oil and a pair of handcuffs. All the ladies are seated as K stands on stage ready to begin. She points to us and calls us over to the. "It makes me so wet."I pumped faster; her knees shot up, then her legs spread even wider, like she was trying to do the splits on the bench. Her head threw back, and she let out a low, wordless moan. A spasm passed through her; a piercing gasp, then juices flooded my fingers, the little slut cumming hard."I got to fuck you, sweetness," I groaned."Right here?" she groaned."Abso-damn-fuckin'-lutely!" Oh, Lord! Do it!" Her hand found my throbbing pecker. "Fuck me! Let every fuckin' guy here see my. I find a quiet corner and slump into the embrace of the warm water.A few minutes pass and I hear soft chatter from the shower area which I’m sitting quite close to. One of the voices I recognize as Beth and the other, the front desk girl. Beth tells her how great the massage was, etc. the I hear the front desk tell Beth, “yea he’s here and he’s hot”. Once again my cock slightly rises with anticipation and what to expect but telling myself, “it’s only a first date, no big deal, not the end of.