I strolled confidently into the room. First impressions are crucial in situations like this and I wanted these sluts to know exactly who was boss fro... the outset! They had, after all, been used to getting their own way with men with a seductive smile or a sly flash of leg or cleavage. Their new status needed reinforcing immediately. It was for this reason, and for potential crowd control, that I carried the cattle prod with the setting on high. I knew that one blast from the prod would. She hit every one of my hot buttons."If you are agreeable," she said then, "I thought you might like to take a look round. I found a car that was functioning correctly. None of them have been used, of course, for a very long time. Actually, one thousand, two hundred and twenty-two point two four eight of your years. Approximately." Then," I managed to say as I stepped into the vehicle, "it's impressive this one is still working." I was annoyed that several others were not working. Unused, with. Trying to shatter this paralysis. And it's not so much his will, than his body that does it, because he still can't seize what's happening when his fingers, all ten of them, slowly feel these men's balls, when both his hands then move up slightly and grab, for the first time in his life, the base of two strange men's cocks. He closes his fists around them. He pulls them downward lightly, strokes them ever so slightly. “You don't know...” she says, out the blue it seems to him, from an eternity. "Well, baby girl, you know that I am open to whatever surprises you send my way." I shrug my shoulders, as I say, "Ok." Then I suddenly drop to my knees before you and start taking off your belt. "Whoa!" you say surprised, as you stop my hands from pulling down your pants. You take my hair and pull it backwards so that I am looking back at you. "Is this the surprise that you were talking about?" "Please?" I ask pleadingly. I bite my lip and hungrily stare at your now lengthening cock. "I.