You look way too good. What do you say we all get dressed and go out and dance."As the girls returned from showering and getting dressed, I could see ...hat my garb had some influence on the night's style; most of the girls were dressed in skimpy inviting outfits. I glanced around at the long legs and short skirts and could feel my tucked penis tingle with longing. The prospect of going out with this girl that they had, as far as they knew, created themselves had them energized. Nearly ten girls. As I started to suck the leather guy off I felt someone kneel behind me asthe guy started to really shove his cock down my throat deep I felt someonelube up my asshole and then he rammed his cock in my ass to the hilt. WhileI tries to scream around the dick in my mouth Ginger ashes how I likedgetting raped and that I should really lay there and enjoy it since I wasnothing but a big sissy baby. At this point I felt the familiar swelling ofthe guys cock in my mouth and had my mouth again filled. .?"Who are you? What are you doing to me? You aren't a headhunter, areyou?" I am a headhunter alright, but perhaps not the kind you were hopingfor?" the black man smiled, showing his teeth. "I'm employed for anoutfit that supplies African men and women of distinction with whiteslave sissies, such as yourself."Andy tried to interrupt. Mr. Asad had it wrong. He wasn't a sissy.They didn't tell him that this was the position they were looking tofill. No, this wasn't the job for him. The black man. Dont want you to go upstairs with bruises, Becky. He was jerking himself, keeping his cock good and hard. Lemme see how youre doing. He stepped close and put his finger between my legs. Obediently, I lifted one leg to the side and he pushed his finger inside me. Yeah, youre plenty wet. Shoulda known. I smiled, glad that I was ready for him. He turned me around and pushed me over, my hands on my knees. Spread your feet some. I did. He had to spread his feet even more to get his cock low enough.