She introduced herself as Lana. She was East Asian, early 30's, slim, with short-ish hair and wearing a traditional nurse's uniform, a small concessio... to my fantasy even though she is a doctor. She didn't look sexy or seductive, just attractive, warm and cheerful.She had wheeled in a tray with the devices on it, needed for my session. There was also a bottle of Jim Beam Black bourbon, an Irish Crystal glass and a plastic bowl with ice in it. I had included these on my service order. Lana asked. That tongue was talented in every way. As he darted in and out of my bunghole, I was getting hard again. His thumbs worked my cheeks apart and his tongue explored deeper into my ass-crack. My head was spinning once again. Before I knew it, I felt the tip of a condom covered cock start to work it’s way into my sphincter. I was waiting for the pain to shoot through me as he took my ass cherry. Before I knew it, I was even more heady and sitting on a meaty fuck-stick for the first time in my. Now that it could lead to her husband having a wank, as she put it, or not, as the case might be.You see, her active Mistress-style mind had seen the possibilities. She had explained to me that she recognised that it was probably bad for my health to be entirely chaste. I needed an orgasm every now and again to keep me sexually fit, so it was necessary for me to be allowed out of my Chastity Device for a short period every now and again. But instead of saying we would do it every Saturday night. She had been good to me. I felt that I had betrayed her. A week and a half after winning the contest Bill invited me to have dinner with him and his wife. Of course I accepted, but I felt embarrassed, wondering if she suspected. Bill lived in an elegant home, as befitted the owner of a small, but successful company. His wife greeted me at the door, put her arms around me, and kissed me on the lips. “I am so glad you could come. You really look beautiful.” When I was inside, she said, “Bill told.