Just as long as the man in question knows the real score. Todd, stop rimming Dan long enough to tell me, what do you say to the idea of marrying anoth...r dude?” Mallory demanded of her slave, who gave her a thumbs-up sign.“As always, I must gladly obey Mistress,” Todd finally said.“That should be me, then. I don’t know what other action I’ll get, but I’m gay and open to bending over for any man among you who want me. I’ll also Top, of course, but I know that straight guys sometimes have issues. They can’t take their eyes off of her. Diane is submissive to me so when I tell her to wear one to go out, she does it. She knows that refusing to do so will result in a spanking.Two weeks ago we went to Walmart because I wanted to buy her a couple of "whore blouses" as I call them. A young man (David), perhaps 28, was shopping for his GF alongside us and I started a conversation with him. He was fascinated with Diane's tits. I asked him to come into the changing room with us and he did. ” She gasped. He could see the lust in her eyes. His fingers were touching the upper part of her pubic hair as she held his hand firm. “We can’t, Ryan.” Charmaine begged. “I have to go.” She moved his hand away. He backed up, surprised. He watched her do up her button and pull up her fly. “What’s the matter?” He asked, cock straining to rip through his jeans. “I’m sorry.” She replied, flustered. “We shouldn’t have done that. I have to go.” That part was true. She really did have to go. She. Hand in hand we wandered from room to room, ignoring any lookswe got from other visitors. Our heels clicking on the wooden floor, weskipped into hidden corners every now and then, holding each otherclose, feeling our breasts pushing in to each other and feeling thebeautiful lingerie we both knew we were wearing underneath. We stoppedin the gallery's tea room for afternoon tea and sat there drinking teaand eating scones until the distraction of Fran?oise rubbing mystocking clad leg with her.