And why was Jane always calling me feminine names and having me dress up all the time. I was slowly losing all my manhood and was becoming increasingl... dependent upon Jane for everything. I was becoming a toy for her and was not enjoying any of this.This is not what I had expected. I worried about my job and my future. As time passed I was becoming more depressed and was starting to give up on the possibility of escape, especially with this collar attached to my neck. Jane was beginning to. She then moved, pressing her dripping lips onto mine. I grabbed her ass with my hands, pulling her towards me even more, my tongue sinking deep into her hot, wet hole. Michelle reached down, rubbed her clit as I felt Chris press at least three fingers into me, while sucking my clit into his mouth, his tongue dancing across it. “Mmm fuckkkk!” I moaned. I felt Chris changing positions, and his cock head sliding up and down my slit, spreading my lips as it searched for my entrance. Michelle was. " "Oh, right I'm Katherine." Katie replied as she looked at the proffered hand, a large emerald and diamond ring glinting on Amanda's ring finger. Katie wasn't sure whether to shake or kiss it. She went for the safer option and smiled as she added. "Katie to my friends." Amanda's smile was full of warmth that seemed to envelope Katie as she said. "Pleased to meet you, Katie." Katie looked into the deep emerald eyes that seemed to almost glow in Amanda's beautifully made up face and the whole. He also showed up at my room at the dingy hotel and said he'd cut me a break on the rent if he could suck my dick whenever he wanted and so I was like, well sure if I'm not busy and he was like "ok cool." He's a pervy guy in his late 40's and he seems to like giving head to younger dudes like me. So yeah, he started coming to my room at any given hour, day or night, a few times a week and would close the door and I'd lay back on the bed and he'd blow me for an hour or so until i decided to.