"Mistress, may I have permission to dance?" I always allowed it. I was also asked to slow dance by a number of ladies, their hands always seeming to w...nd up under my skirt. More than one male asked me to dance, and of course I refused. The party ended around 4:00 am and we returned to Lydia's and I got ready to take off the costume and remove my makeup. Lydia stopped and pulled me into her bedroom. "You are so dammed hot," she stated as she started kissing and touching me. The reflection in her. The Mistress will help you with the corset after youget yourself all lady like. 'He groaned in despair as the man walked away chuckling. That was all thathe needed is another man that took a likening to 'Julie' but, that wasanother fact of life at that place. The British government didn't pay themmuch so they brought in more income by other means. One of them was makingthe gentler boys prostitutes and the staff all got their share of the money.Resisting wasn't an option for the boys that. I must have looked like a guppy sucking on a bowling pin or something to them. So much for my ‘cock crazy’ reputation. I think we can finally put that to rest.Jake’s cock was glistening with saliva and right in front of my tear filled eyes and I decided it was not going to beat me. I was fully going to do this even if it killed me, and it might just kill me.I grabbed Jake’s cock in my hand and opened my mouth. Without hesitation, I slipped my lips up the tip and continued down the shaft. . He was squirming as I undid his jeans and pulling them down exposing his member to Joan's view. She had her hand inside her pants as she watched me wank his cock. My own erection was standing out and was nudging the crack of his bottom. At his urging we swapped position and he stripped as I had done him.We both stood there naked as wemutually masturbated in front of Joan. She slipped to her knees and began to suck us alternately causing both of us to pull away fearing premature ejaculation. She.