”He gestured and I heard the metal bracelets hit the floor. I smiled and looked at the older man and pulled out the bench and sat, “now. We should...talk of payments.”Several men laughed and he smiled and sat, “ale!”I shook my head, “water.”The girl was still glaring at me but was holding the slave collar. Ben was the leader’s name and they were only here for the day. We reached an agreement which included a bed and food and pay or a percentage of anything the company took. I stood after we shook. Our tongues touched and rubbed. He sucked on my tongue a little. I shivered in pleasure. His warm hands played with the spaghetti straps of my camisole. The kiss deepened. He pulled away and kissed my shoulder softly. His hand slid slowly up my thigh. Just trailing his fingertips up my knee and over my leg. He toyed with my legs. He slid my skirt up a bit...and then a bit more. I felt one finger softly touch my silky panties. I drew in a sharp breath. He didn't try to put his hand inside my. I got mixedup in an affair and told Sarina I'd do anything to stay in the marriage. Icouldn't afford a divorce . Well She decided that she liked her dominantside a lot more than I thought so here I am.Sarina decided that she would have a little revenge on me and so she tookmy crossdressing habits to a new level. She said "in for a penny in for apound". I honestly thought that after a few days things would go back tonormal. I would enjoy being 'dominated" and told what to do like a "goodsissy".. It feels right." Her hand squeezed and worked hard as I leant forward again and kissed her lips. This time she pushed her tongue between mine. Wow! I thought, could it get any better than this? French kissing mum as she wanked me. She worked her tongue and my cock in such a rhythm that it wasn't long before I was spewing cum everywhere. Mum moaned her delight at it."You had better get cleaned up," Mum said and I went for a shower. When I returned, still naked, mum was dressed again. "Hey!" I.