"I will see you promptly at 7 p.m. at the salon. Sleep well tonight and have a great day at work tomorrow. I look forward to our evening together." An... with that, he ended the call.~~~~~~~~~~Work dragged on and on the next day. Usually, Mondays were bustling at the hospital, but today was the exception to the rule. Finally, 4:30 p.m. rolled around, and I raced out the door, arriving at the salon at 5 p.m. on the dot.I loaded everything inside with me, and I was greeted by five little elves,. With that, my Mistress began to pound me, occasionally slapping my ass. My Mistress is amazing with her strap-on. She thrusts deep and hard with a rhythm that would make you think she’s been fucking guys’ asses into submission all her life."Do you know what’s going to happen now?" she asked in her most taunting tone."You’re going to take me to the bathroom and flush my head in the toilet," I answered. It was something that had come up during the previous week, and I had been warned that this. When you’re just about to cum, I’ll stop and you’ll push me down with a passion, ripping my panties off and pushing into me. I’ll cry out in ecstacy, and you’ll groan, feeling the tightness of my pussy. You’ll thrust in and out, in and out, in and out. I’ll clench my pussy walls against your dick, and you’ll moan. I’ll switch positions and ride you, screaming the whole time. I’ll turn and let you fuck me from behind. My pussy is dripping around your cock, and I can feel sweat dripping onto me. I put my frustrated energy to good use and found the box of compasses. Some of them had seen better days. They were scratched, and one had a broken plate, but they all seemed to work. I put them in a row on the top of the cubby holes where they formed a shelf and let them settle. As they did this, I walked back to the campsite for breakfast.“Got a minute?” Rick asked as our paths merged.“Yup, what’s up?”“How do you want to split folks up?”“Half and half? There are ten in each group. Looks like.