. it was very very hot in Abidjan… and I fortunately packed only light clothes… my husband was supposed to meet some government officials in Yamou...soukro, where all government office are located… I decided to stay in Abidjan which is more vibrant…There was a circus in town and I decided to go after my husband left for Yamoussoukro… I sat in front on the VIP seats… and I couldn’t help noticing the big bulge in two acrobats.. both were black African around twenty years old… tall around 6feet 4. She peered over the book at us, and I winked at her. She shook her head, and kept reading.I opened the door, and stood a bit dumbfounded at what I saw. I think, airplane loos keep shrinking every time you get on them, and this one was small, exceptionally small. I looked at Mamatha, and she smiled."Logistical problem?" she asked.I smiled. Indeed, we had a logistical problem. I have a bit of a difficulty getting into an airplane loo anyway, because of my size. I'm about 6'2" tall, weighing about. " You look wonderful, dear," said Vanessa."Absolutely," agreed Becky. Did she leer, or was it my imagination?"Anyway, how will he find out if you don't tell him. You did bringclothes, I assume." Of course."I eventually dozed off, lying about half-asleep.One idea had been nagging me ever since the inner tube ride. Would Iever see my new friends again? I was feeling a bit down, and Vanessamust have noticed because she asked me, "What's wrong Lucy, dear? Youseem a bit down."I hesitated. . I told her I never wanted to be released. She told me I was a very good boy and now that I would be wearing her token I would refer to her as My Queen, Your Majesty, Mistress or simply answer yes or no Ma’m. I answered ‘Yes Ma’m.’ Again she called me her good boy, and she explained that by touching myself at her command then licking my cum off of my hand that I would both please her and become more devoted and subservient: She was sure I wanted these things too. She explained that my penis was.