"Now sit here and look at yourself until someone comes to get you."A short time later it was Mistress Bridget who came into his room. Shewas all in l...ather and her shiny high heel boots mesmerized him as shestood over him with a small whip in her right hand. She put the plasticharness on him that Mistress Janice had used a day or so earlier and tookhim out into the lounge where he was to find all his Mistresses relaxingwith a drink. His rug was in the middle of the floor and he was made. He walked straight to the bar, where his cute girl-friend was already chatting with an unknown lady who should be so keen on him. He was watching her for a moment. Very female body, at her early forties, redhead, elegant outfit, about 5.74 ft tall and despite of her rich curves you could call her slim. She was properly dressed according to the location, black costume, white blouse, shimmering high heels. To introduce herself she was shaking his hand. Her handshake was pleasing and obliging at. When I took off my kurta, he said, “Huma baji, aaj aap let jaiye, main upar se aapke munh mein dalunga.”I did exactly as he said, then he sat on my chest with his thighs on either side and started fucking my mouth. After fucking my mouth for around 5 minutes he said “Huma baji, aap apne doodh jod lijiye main apna lund inke beech mein daal ke aapke doodh chodunga ab.”I didn’t understand what he was trying to say or do. I asked him, “Doodh jod lijiye matlab, doodh kaise chodoge? Main samjhi. ”“Good! Now, lie down on the couch over there”, Poppy told me. An alarm bell went off in my head. “Why? What’s going to happen?”The girls seemed to buzz with excitement. So did my head. I felt rather dizzy all of a sudden. “The stuff you just drank had a … a sort of tranquilizer in it”, a beautiful Asian girl said. “Nothing too extreme, it’ll just… you know.”Poppy guided me to the couch. I needed her guidance. That scared the hell out of me. “No, I don’t know… Tell me… tell me what it does.” I.