He barked " no more smirking" as he pushed me up against a st andrews cross , the cold wood against my hot skin shocked me , he took my arms and legs ...nd tied me up and asked me to close my eyes while he picked the toys and impliments he wanted to use on me , i waited patiently as he picked them and brought them over to the table , he looked at me with a sadistic gaze, i locked eyes with him as he explained what he was going to do with me , i couldnt take much more, my brain was exploding with. I turned the lights out, slipped a sleep mask on and lay back. The room was warm and soporific and despite the tingle in my body, I was half asleep when there was a knock on the door. I pulled the towel roughly over my body and called “Come in.”I heard the door open and a voice called “We have come for the trolley, Madame!”I heard a light switch and a sharp intake of breath.A different voice spoke, close by the side of the bed. “Is there anything Madame wants?”With the sleep mask still covering. I had to accept who I was."I'm a gay cock sucking, cum loving whore." I said to Chris.He continued. "I not going to humiliate you in front of your friends now, this will be our secret, they'll still think I'm gay and your straight, at least for the time being. But when we are alone in this room you are my lover, my slut and you'll learn about gay life, gay lifestyle, from me. When you're in this room with me you'll act like the flaming gay sissy I know you are. Limp wrists always, a lisp when. Long story short she dares me to go back and suck a random guys cock so we walk back under the bridge and stand watching. Not knowing what to do I must have looked lost because this black lad walks over cock in hand. This guy was huge, looking back at my girlfriend she nodded as if to say, go for it. He noticed this and pushed me to my knees. Next thing I know I'm sucking on his cock and enjoying it. Head and hand going backwards and forwards he pulls out and directs my head to a white guys.