"Honey, it wouldn't be right to let these guys leave with sticky wet cocks, would it?" I asked her."No, it wouldn't, I better clean them before they g...," she told me. She dropped to her knees, Harry told her how to kneel, "keep your legs spread open don't hide your pussy," he told her. Knelling there with her legs spread wide open she licked her lips and asked who was first. Harry turned to me and said, "I was wrong she doesn't need much training she's a NBSS." I had to ask what he meant, he. I've spent the early spring learning how I could manipulate my world, almost an entire summer perfecting my world and in general all the minute details, and most of the fall getting to know my subjects the whole village, and what power I had over them.Honestly, getting used to ordering people around was very new to me. It took me a few weeks to get into it.But all-in-all, it was working out just fine. The real big hurdle for me, was getting use to being intimate in front of everyone. It seemed. All had their use. I admit to wanking over the same stories many many times, on my quieter visits to the cottage. Many of the stories featured graphic, blatant kinky sex, and some were more generalised. There wasn’t much gay talk – it can all be described as sex, but not featuring males as much as females / girls.There were big pictures almost expertly drawn, often depicting girls with huge boobs in stockings and suspenders and high heels being kept busy by lots of falsely sized cocks. There. It’s all set up Leanne. Dave has let us use the storage area in the back of his shop and me and my mates have set next Thursday as the best day for us.”“A storage room, a fucking storage room, what do you take me for? Barry, surely you can do better than that.”“You have no idea how difficult it is to find somewhere. It ain’t like we can rent a room or something. Hotels don’t go in for that kind of thing you know.” It had taken a week or so to manage to have found the storage room. It had cost.