I was in torture, my mind reeling from the lucious, sensual pregnant beauty before me. My cock was rock hared, and fighting to get loose. I wondered i... she knew what kind of effect she was having on me. I looked up at her face, and she winked at me, smiled, then slowly licked her pillowy lips - running her tongue all around her open mouth with a lascivious leer. She knew, all right. She knew.I watched, awestruck, as she made her way to the bar, slowly seated herself on one of the stools, one. We both wanted to totally protect our identities, so Amateur Night at the club was the perfect opportunity.The bare chested men in the tight jeans remove my thong and drape me across Mistress K’s lap. They click my ankle and wrist cuffs to eyebolts properly located on the stage floor. I cannot move from Mistress K’s lap until I am released.She begins with her hand. Loud clear smacks reverberate through the club. Each smack is followed by a grunt from me. She once asked if I wanted to be. Fir mein bolne laga ok dekho our jo karna he kar par iski dard kam karo. Wo bolne lagi mein ise munh mein lun kya to men bola apna hi samjho. Wo jhat se use munh mein bharli our jor jor se chusne lagi mein to 7we asman mein tha itne mein uski towel nikal gayi par wo chusnein mein busy thi. Ab mein use kaha tumne meri chusli ab mein bhi tumhar achusna cahta hun to jhat re apni bra our penty utar utar fek diya uski boobs bra se bahar ate hi hawa mein jhul ne lage ekdam rasile amki tarah. Mein ne. Then I select a ticket out of a hat and call the number on the ticked. The guest who has the number on their ticket is given a very special treat. They come to the table where slave Henry is standing, get some shaving cream and a razor and their chance to shave slave Henry. They usually begin with his underarms, slowly soaping them up, shaving them and then tasting them. Before going downwards they often spent some time sucking and biting slave Henry's nipples which made his cock so hard it.