Soon I was taken into the hall and waited for my number to be called . A lead was put on my testicles by the assistant who helped to ensure my erectio... remained at its best by stroking my penis very gently and grasping it firmly and the softly . .As for me all this was traumatic and at the same time exciting. She whispered " try not to cum as you'll be milked on the podium " I became even more randy at this piece of advice though very embarrassed that every woman in the hall would be. "I don't want you to cum yet." She said, gasping. "I want to have sex."I ignored that. I pushed her hands away from my hips and started moving my cock back to her mouth. She looked at me and frowned but accepted it. She tried to put her hand around the shaft again but I gently moved it away. She looked me in the eyes as I put my hand on the back of her head. I can see that image in my mind as though it were five minutes ago. I resumed pumping into her mouth, she held eye contact. I tried. There wasn't much cover but there was a dumpster in the back. I figured I could jump one there and work on the other after the first was out of the picture. I needed more gags.I was on the side of the building when two guys in a Lincoln pulled in. They were typical movie looking hoods in cheap suits. They got out of the car and one used his cell phone and the one I had from the guy following me rang. I answered, "Yeah." Where is he?"In a whispered voice, I said, "In the back on the other side. The Master tied a rope around my neck, loosely, to be used as a leash. He picked up a shoulder bag and slung it over my shoulder so he could use me as his pack mule. Then we set off deeper into the woods, Master Leo leading me using the rope leash he had put around my neck. There were briars and stiff weeds that hurt my bare feet, but Master would not allow me to move too slowly. If he decided I was holding him up, he would take a piece of cane and hit my ass with it. "Move along, bitch!" Those.