So is his."Well done," he says after a moment, and I can't tell whether he means the guessing or the sucking.The next thing he gives me is spongy and ...easty, with a slippery coating on one side. It's easy to identify as buttered bread. Martin kisses my lips, but only briefly. I whimper when he pulls away."Do you want more?"I'm not sure whether he means more food, or more kissing, but the answer's the same. "Yes, please."He chuckles and feeds me more cherries, cheese and honeyed bread. I can. I suddenly realised I needed to be careful of my teeth, not to scratch him. I sucked. He let out another moan. 'I love to see that' said Laura. 'How does it taste?' I just smiled in reply. I teased the head. It felt so smooth against the roughness of my tongue. I took each of his balls in my mouth. The skin of his smooth scrotum felt amazing. 'You're so fuckin good' I heard John say. He closed his hands over my head, pushing my mouth against his cock. I took his cock deep into my mouth and. ”I tried to undress sexily but just felt a little silly although the women gave me encouragement. Then I walked over to the bed, noticing for the first time a large shopping bag on it. “Those are for you, slave,” Linda said. “Put everything on except the collar.”In the bag I found a black corset with garters, black fishnet stockings, a black thong, four black leather cuffs and a black leather dog collar with silver studs. I obediently pulled the thong on, stuffing my half erect cock into. I nodded at the last statement in the list - ‘They tend to be insightful and mentally quick; however, this mental quickness may not always be outwardly apparent to others because they keep a great deal to themselves. They are very determined people who trust their vision of the possibilities, regardless of what others think.’ That described me pretty well, and I was impressed that answering a bunch of ‘either/or’ questions could generate such accurate results.Gene led me to a small lounge so I.