She stood up and allowed him to sit and then took a seat in his lap. His strong hands caressed her long silky legs as they moved under her tiny pleate... skirt. Her body shook with anticipation when Brittany felt his fingers brush across the crotch of her cheerleader panties, she moaned softly with pleasure as he did this.The gentle kisses they had been planting on each other soon turned into a passionate tongue sucking frenzy. When she could take it no more she stood up and got down on the floor. “I’m sure you’ll be doing the same very soon. I just wonder whose cock it’ll be,” he teased.“I usually don’t bother with the names belonging to the cock I’m sucking off, just enjoy the pleasure,” she joked, kissing his cheek. “Maybe I’ll start on your cock first,” she smiled, rubbing his crotch.Tina adjusted her pose to accent her long legs and revealing cleavage to those seated nearby. Moments later the waitress appeared to take their order. “A double rye and ginger will help me to turn. I’d never heard the term before and could only conclude that she meant I’d be psychologically castrated. Subjugated to her Goddess-like rule. A rule that included corporal discipline and service to her and others. I could only aspire to serve her in some sort of permanent position.In my vivid imagination, I didn’t see us as ‘Mistress’ and ‘Slave’ - this seemed to role-playingly phony. I saw us, I guess, as husband and wife. Submissive husband and dominant wife. Submissive husband and. ”“The Sisters?”“Agree there’s an opportunity for refinement.”Gulp.“Now, what are you to focus on?”“Naked people.”“What!”“It’s The McGovern elixir for the nerves. Imagine the audience is naked.”Ms. Sloane seemed trying not to smile.“Froggy said to imagine they’re sitting on toilets.”“That’s a lot of toilets.”“Well, Trish nixed that one anyway.”“Good. Now think back — what are you to focus on?”“Oh. Right. They’ll only be looking at me for a moment. As soon as I say ‘Hello,’ you kill the lights.