I did not know if anyone was watching, but stripping like this excited me. She ordered me to write ‘Sarah’s cunt’ on my shaved mound. I did. Sub...itting to this young woman was exciting me. I expected to be sent to the bar sans panties or bra, or some such embarrassing but manageable antic. I thought I would be compelled to flirt and expose myself in a semi-public place and perhaps dance with some businessmen before returning to my room to report back to my mistress, and masturbate to a powerful. He was not sure what it was that he was sensing, but something was changing, that was certain.This past Saturday, once again his old pal had roped him into another commitment, attending the high school graduation of a young girl that he had met somehow. Paul had tried hard to get out of this venture, to no avail, and just as planned, they had the privilege of sitting through a typical small town high school graduation ceremony, complete with speeches from every dignitary they could find. After. Then he calmly scanned the room as if he was really pondering the choice.I just stood there, dumbstruck by his filthy declaration. My mouth opened to speak but I was unable to form a sentence. What the hell did he just say? Did he really say that?!? My mind flooded with images of naive young boys unable to resist Daniel’s seduction, and before they knew it he’d turned them into gay sluts for his cock.Daniel finished looking around the club and turned his gaze upon me. He didn’t say a word, he. His wet hot mouth moved over my cool nipple which sent shocks of pure pleasure throughout my entire body. Weakly I went to push him back, off of me. His mouth sought out the other nipple. I groaned. My hands encountered only skin. Hot sweaty skin, and muscle and ... I moaned as his teeth bit so gently into that nipple. The first nipple was being tormented by the cool A/C of the truck. Then by his hand, he encircled the entire underside of my breast taking it's weight and lifting it. My hands.