" You want me to strip off, Master?" I ask, surprised by his generosity."Yes," he says sneering. "Music and outfit to be chosen by me."At the mention ...f an outfit, I feel nervous. This is going to be humiliating surely? The music will probably be something like at the club or from the training sessions."What kind of outfit, Master?" I ask as I watch the curiously smug expression spread over his face."You'll see. It will be filmed by me."He is definitely going down the humiliation route again.. It felt so good the Steve started moaning loudly too. Suddenly she stopped rubbing and gripped his arse cheeks spreading them wide. He felt something else pressing at his arsehole, it took a moment to realize it wasn't Jolanta but someone else. He struggled to get up but with his arms handcuffed under her he couldn't move. The stranger pushed into his arsehole, it was too big too be a finger, it had too be a cock! There was a burst of pain and Steve yelped out but Jolanta gripped his head again. There was a couple of old guys that I remembered and of course the waiter. The old guys didn’t even look at me but the waiter gave me a funny look when he took my order. Just to tease him a bit I shuffled down in the chair and opened my knees a bit. When he brought my food he’d be able to see my pussy.I watched his eyes and he put the food on the table and he did look down to my pussy but he didn’t say anything. When I finished I paid then went straight to the boat. It was getting dark by then. “You need a girlfriend. You can’t do things like that, you’ll turn into a deviant.”“I tried! But I can’t, I’m no good with girls.”“What do you mean? You’re not ugly and aside from that peculiar act of yours, you’re generally a pleasant person. Girls would want to date you.”“That’s exactly it! Girls do want to date me, but I can’t. I-I freeze up when I interact with them. I don’t know why exactly but I’m not comfortable around other girls.”“You’re okay with me and Mum…”“That’s different I guess..