I rubbed her shoulders through the shirt and on to her neck. I was able to get her to moan just a little as I rubbed her neck and moved to her head. A... I rubbed her head I imagined that she felt the same tingling sensation that I do when my head is rubbed. She breathed deep and moaned, ‘That feels wonderful, George.’ ‘I told you I gave good head,’ I laughed. She simply turn her head a little and smiled at me before she rested it down again on the pillow. Feeling good about how things were. Who told gave you permission to touch your pussy?”“No one Sir” “Go over there,” pointing to his desk. “Bend over and show me how wet that pussy is. How tight your little arsehole is”. I followed orders and bend over his desk. The guy from the train nodded and left the room. Spanking me as he left. “From now on you’re mine. Mine to fuck and follow all orders I give you. You understand, not so much as a finger enters that pussy without my say so. From now on you call me Sir at all times no. For the rest of my life there would be little pieces ofmetal on my ears, I realized, or else little tell-tale dimples. The thought should have been depressing, but to my surprise Ididn't much mind. Not at all. Moreover, my hair was cut and curled up and back, into cutewaves softly framing my face. Oddly, now that it was curved andwaved and shaped it looked shorter -- it occupied more space aroundmy head, but my neck was now visible. And Joellen was right, if Iwanted to hide my ears it. With the drinks and the tension, I got maybe just a little stiff in the crotch. I was thinking I will have nothing but great thoughts when I jack off in a few minutes. We got out at the hotel and I was hoping no one would notice. But Judy had a few drinks and did not hold back. As the two young girls got on each arm again Judy asked if they were enjoying the evening. They both laughed and said it was the most wonderful night. Judy then told them I was having a great night judging by the buldge.