It is expected of her. Society demands her to be fashionable, refined, beautiful and to entertain with a level of opulence that befits her class, the ...lave-owning class.********************************I apply another touch of red to Ara’s cheek and gently rub it in,“How do I look?” she asks softly.“Like a three obol whore.”“You mean…. just like you.”We both struggle to suppress our laughter as the steward of the house enters. Upon hearing his brusque voice I turn. Ara and I each wear a broad. I became very calm and felt a tingle go over my body. The doctor came over the headset."Julie the gas in the chamber is putting you into a semi-conscious sleep. You will be aware of what is going on around you but you will not be able to move or feel any pain." I nod in drug-induced agreement. "Okay Julie were getting started." came over my headphones.I hear the machines robotic arms moving around me. It is dark now except for the beams of a flashlight attached to the front of the arm. There is. Lambert removed his hand from around mine, my hand continuedstroking his cock. It was as if my hand now had a mind of it's own. "Nowthat's a good little girl," he said as my hand continued, "You know thatyour favorite thing in the whole wide world is a hard cock. You love bigstrong cocks! Cocks to play with! Cocks to suck on! Cocks to fuck yourtight wet pussy! If you loved cocks anymore, you'd be a full fledgednymphomaniac!"His hands rested on my shoulders, then he pushed me down onto my. There was a slight breeze keeping me cool, but little Bradley wasn’t and was semi-erect. There must have been something about lying next to a naked woman. Go figure?Heather turned over on her stomach and asked, “Would you put some lotion on my back Brad?”I knew I was screwed as she held a tube of suntan lotion in her outstretched hand. I looked over at my wife and by the look on her face I guessed that she was challenging me to avoid the temptation that confronted me. If only I could come up.