"The special entertainment I promised!" laughed Darius. "Tell them!"Mioki spoke, in the soft tones of an obedient servant, what she had been told to s...y."I am my Master's worthless cunt. I enjoy being fucked by horses so my cunt will not be tight enough to bring you pleasure, however, my mouth and ass are yours to do with as you please."There was raucous laughter as the party continued. Darius unsnapped the leash and Mioki was left to provide service to anyone and everyone. The first guest to. He didn't have a choice, did he? Heneeded her help. She was in a state. He didn't know how, but she surelywas. Was it his fault? He couldn't think of anything he had done to gether so aroused. Then he remembered sucking her nipples...rubbing themagainst his own. It was his fault. But maybe...maybe he could finger her.If only she let his hands free."Let my hand go so I can...you know...touch you and ...ah...bring youoff..." Mitch said his voice hesitant. So soft. Feminine. It wasn't thesort of. "I saw Suicide Squad this summer. Boy, there are going to be a lot ofHarley Quinns at Halloween this year, I thought.But thoughts of Harley stuck with me in the following weeks.I'm the occassional cross dresser: I'll sometimes dress when my wife isat work on the weekends. (She tolerates my inclination, but more thananything it just depresses her so I try to keep it out of sight.) I'mtoo tall and have too rugged a face to pass, but will occassionallyventure out to "feel the wind" in settings. Feeling brave, I leaned over, put both hands at the top of the jacket and took hold of the zipper. I pulled it down until it reached the seatbelt, said "excuse me" as I lifted the seatbelt strap up, slid my hand underneath it and continued to pull the zip down. While I was doing this she pulled the jacket apart revealing a figure hugging sports top. Lovely, lovely sight. The thoughts I was having for this older lady were, well, I was glad my jacket went below my waist line as well. Her jacket.