Even though the room was air conditioned, two naked Chinese women were standing beside him wafting a breeze toward him with huge ostrich-feather fans....Small bells hanging from their pierced nipples made a kind of tinkling music as they moved their arms with the motion of the fans.The atmosphere was heavy with incense, and lighting was provided by giant candles. The ceiling was sculpted plaster, the walls were covered with tapestries, and the floor was covered with a multitude of rugs. The one. Each swat was harder than the last his ass was red. She had dribbled some oil on his butt to soothe the redness he thought. A bit trickled down his ass crack. Her hand massaged his butt her hand was now all oiled up. She pushed two long fingers in his ass. He pulled away. She shaped her three fingers and rammed them in his boy pussy. "Stay still bitch. Sissies get fucked in their boy pussies" "Yes" he moaned. "Yes Mistress. Cock sucker" she pumped the fingers violently in and out of his lubed. He pulled a towel from his desk and gave it to her to clean her face off. Lisa felt emotions of all kinds surge through her body. There was pleasure because she knew that she had satisfied his sexual need. She felt wanted as he clearly was attracted to her. She also felt more sexually aroused than ever and she hoped that he would tell her to get undressed so that they could fuck. She also strangely felt afraid of what could happen next."Tell me Lisa, did you enjoy what just happened?" He asked. .. no, no, what was she thinking? It was a public place, her fellow scientists occupying beds mere feet away from her, yet by the lurid sounds emanating from their recesses she guessed that they had been similarly effected.It was maddening, she rubbed her naked thighs together as a damp patch darkened her underwear, her nipples like bullets through her tank top. Her clothes were stained with sweat and humidity, and now her juices, there was no way to escape the pervasive damp and she balled her.