She gave me a big beautiful smile; she had a lovely smile and gorgeous bright white teeth. I began to get up to greet her, but the manager motioned wi...h her hand for me to stay seated.In the excitement I had forgotten men were not expected to stand when a slave girl entered the room, as the expectation was the slave was there to serve you, not the other way round. I sat back down.Melora stood in front of me. She put her palms together in front of her, like she was praying, and bowed her head.. In short, we needed to learn how to be the perfect date or escort, typically without revealing our status as anything other than an upper-class member of society. Later on, I would often serve as an escort, with or without sex, for someone to an event, a gala, the opera, or some other public function.This meant that I had to know how to dress, how to be glamorous, how to use the proper fork at dinner, how to be bright and witty, and how to be interested and flattering. In some ways, the hardest. .. please daddy... please please fuck me... I need it... I need it so bad... I'll do anything for you". - "That's it boy... you're mine now... you fucking gay slut boy". It was out of control now... so erotic... so overwhelming... everything I ever wanted.Then he leaned over and got some lube in his hand... he massaged it all over my ass... and his cock... then he started fingering me... it felt so nice... just wanted him inside me more than anything. He put my hand on his cock and told me. Mistress picked out a trail for us to ride, and said we would be going on a 5 mile trip through San Francisco.The bikes actually moved up and down and peddling got harder and easier as we went up and down hill giving a very realistic feeling of actually being on the road we were traveling.The first 2 miles weren't so bad, but as we went higher into the hills it became much harder to peddle and the dildo moving in and out of my ass was really making my ass sore.We finally finished the bike ride.