After careful study of her open closet, she put on a white button-up shirt that was two sizes too small and a very short leather skirt, the tails of t...e shirt hanging outside of the skirt. It was plainly evident by her nipples poking out against the cotton fabric of her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She had the third button of her shirt undone, so her shirt was open way past the middle of her cleavage, and headed out the door.Of course, she wanted to look sexy underneath as well as on the. Master I am yours.”He lifts my head up gently, and smiles. “I am glad to hear this. But you are very dirty slut. You must be cleaned.” He pulls me to my feet, and walks me out the door. There in front of me is a shower, a large open shower. He pulls a knife form his pocket and cuts the clothes from my body. He puts me in the shower, and attaches my chains to a rope in the shower. “This is so you can not get away slut.”“Yes Master,” comes from my lips.He undresses and walks into the shower with. Once he was done, he got down on his knees and started to jerk my cock and his own. He then stopped and massaged my cock with both hands. Another man masturbating me, it felt amazing I thought. He then moved forward and pushed me on my back. He stuck his head closer and then inserted his entire tongue into my anus. The hot wiggly tongue felt amazing. He licked up to my cock feeling the hairs between then took my balls into his mouth. Amazing, I thought. I started to moan and moan. He took his. I watched her work her way through the crowd, she was dressed in a nice uniform of black slacks, white blouse, and a little black vest. Yes, I’m a letch, as she walked off I was looking at her ass admiring the way it moved in the very thin fabric of a loose fitting pant. “I hate black pants” I thought, “A guy can’t see panty lines in a dark room with black…” I cut myself off mid-thought, “Whew,” I thought, “I was just thinking it and not saying it out loud. After the comment about fingernails I.