It felt as ifLoort was burning me with a b ra nding iron between my legs the pain was sobad. M y ra pist reared back on his knees pulled out and then,...while holding mychin in place with his left hand, slapped me hard on the side of the face,leaving a bruise on my right cheek. "You can be beaten for insufficientheat, slave," he said. Then he spit on his hands and used this to lubricatehimself. He grinned down at me and then motioned for the boys holding my anklesto spread them even wider apart.. I got so turned on when they shot their wads of cum I wanted to be able to do that myself.My next move was to find out how a cock feels inside you in action and when I cornered Jimmy and Peter in the garden they were first a little scared of what I wanted but once I'd stroked their cocks a bit they soon figured out how to do what they, and me, had never done before. Boys that age don't go slow and cum real quick but they also recover real quick too so between the pair of them my crack got. " It's sort of a compromise between waiting a week or doing a complete rerun of last Friday tomorrow. You get all the anxiety feeling, stuff like that but don't have to witness any lewd acts." I'll be home when you get back from your golf game."I smiled at him in the light of the moon – "the guys may finally be able to beat you or at least lose by not as many strokes because part of your mind will still be focusing on what I may or may not have done the night before in that hotel room." I won't. If this happened my plan of changing my clothed and hiding my toys in the hotel room would be screwed.I was supposed to be getting into Vegas two hours ahead of everyone else but that was before my plane was delayed. Those two hours were necessary for me to check into my room and get prepared before the girls arrived. I wanted time to get out of these clothes and get everything hidden before any of the others showed up. We were each renting our own rooms since part of this girl’s week would.