"It took him a moment to comprehend, and then he chuckled. I looked athim. "What's so funny?"He sat down next to me and put my head on his shoulder. I...was still toostunned not to let it just happen. He kissed me on the forehead, andgently stroke my hair."Sorry. It's alright, dear. I guess that'll take some time getting usedto. Believe me, I know it's annoying, but I am afraid it's part of thepackage."I didn't know what to feel anymore. Whether to feel anymore. I was justcompletely overwhelmed.. It was annoying the shit out of me. I can't believe I let Terry sweet-talk me into wearing the ridiculous, tiny swimsuits to the beach today. He had worked his charm on me, telling me how hot I looked and that I should live a little more, we were on holiday after all, and we didn't know anyone at the hotel.Terry had always been able to sweet-talk me. Making my inner submissiveness play out, but it was clear the swimsuit was not meant for a woman with my curves. The tiny triangles of sheer. I love to suck these one by one.I want to rise up and push my face between her legs, but she says me not to. She wants to masturbate together in the sauna, because we will have a better view on the door and will be able to put on a towel when someone suddenly enters the sauna. Kind of disappointed, but also understanding, I sit down and start watching her moving her fingers faster and faster from her clitoris towards her vaginal opening. Instead of two fingers she uses her full hand now and. I joined the line on my knees.The ladies chatted away, drinking their drinks and smoking their cigarettes. That was one thing I had overlooked. I did not smoke and there were no ashtrays. But they didn’t notice, just flicked their ash on the carpet and stubbed out their cigarettes on the table. They made it quite clear we men were not to move a muscle.It was a tall blonde, Chrissie, who spoke first.‘Ok, this was my idea, so I will run the show. It’s very simple. You slaves have all been.