The tribesmen followed along behind us. We entered a long hut. It was quite dark inside and I could barely see. There was a slightly raised platform i... the centre of the hut and I could see a couple more tribesmen in the shadows.George walked me to raised platform. I looked back towards the entrance of the long hut and I saw the men there. I guessed that there must have been at least 10 or maybe even more. I felt George kiss me and reach down and squeeze my cum smeared arse cheeks.I felt hands. “You can shut up now slave boy,” she said. I just stood there and with my head bowed and my hands at my side; my cheek hurt from her cruel slap.“Was he obedient?” asked Janice and both girls answered “Yes.” They said I had been a good steer and a good foot licker. Janice looked at me and said, “You’re filthy boy; Mistress Roberta might not want to buy such a filthy slave.”Roberta walked over to me and smiled as she grabbed my chin in her hand and tilted my head up to look at her. Her eyes. Steve walked over and started chatting to Jen. As the time passed Jen was smiling and laughing and I noticed Steve start to feel her up. It looked like my plan had worked and Jen was believing that Steve was actually me. A few minutes later I saw them move to a booth, it did not take long for Steve to move his hand onto Jens now exposed leg. I watched as he slid his hand up under Jens dress. Jen threw her head back and I knew Steve was now playing with her pussy. This was not part of the plan.. First one cheek ... and then the other.At this point I realized my nipples were actually getting taut under the material of my bathing suit top. I immediately looked down to see if it was noticeable. It was. My tits were pretty big and they pushed hard against the material. I wondered if that was something that Steve would pick up on.Wow, I thought to myself. Where the hell was this coming from?I reached into the First Aid kit again and pulled out an antiseptic wipe. I opened it and began to.