I was one of the volunteers for organizing the event and luckily Jai was also volunteering for the same task to be fulfilled. Oh, I was on cloud nine....I was about to talk to a man whom I’ve been stalking on facebook and staring every day since I’ve entered this campus. Varun was our team head. I had a great bonding with him. I called him Bhai. I asked him to please let us two work together in some comparatively more isolated place than the stair case outside Auditorium where the competition was. ..and now, why are you here?" I asked, feeling a little more confident. "Because I am a Dom. I know what you are. A cross-dressing male, maybe even a sissy male. I like men who dress up as chicks. It makes them that much more easy to control. I've got several guys and women under my current dom-ship. When I saw you outside, I couldn't help but be interested in your situation."Was this really happening? "I, uh, already have a Mistress," I managed to stammer. "Oh, well, she is a lucky lady to. She had personally savored his anal attentions in their brief experiment and found him to be more than satisfying in that department. He had already shown her his other talents in frontal pursuits and oral presentations. She just wanted to see if he had that sort of staying stamina she needed for those times when her release was elusive and she needed the perseverance of a dedicated ass-man to round out her sinful desires.It only took the hint of a suggestion on her part to lead him to divest. .“, sagte Janine, dann sah sie zu meinem kleinen Penis „...und der ist auch total süß. Wie er da so hängt. Keine Ahnung wo Lena ist.“Sie berührte ganz sanft mein Schwänzchen und es zuckte. Janine kicherte. „Soll ich ihn dir steif machen?“ fragte sie, ohne mich an zu sehen. Ich nickte „Gern.“ Sie fing an mit einer Hand den Penis zu streicheln und etwas zu kneten. Mit der anderen Hand streifte sie über die Innenseiten meiner Oberschenkel und immer wieder berührte die zweite Hand auch mein pralles.