I needed to pee, but not terribly, and I felt the soreness in my thighs as well. The man had spanked me hard with his belt and I could still feel it, ...ust a little. I could feel his semen in my ass too, a greasy sensation best not described, and I really needed a bath.I'd liked it too, I had to admit as I lay there. I still liked it. I'd had a Master again, just for that short time, while he beat me and then immediately after, when Mr. Davis had fucked me. I'd been a slave again. I had to. Most of the young women who were my lovers were as casual as I was about sex. A few were not, although all realized I could not be had by only one woman. I would lie in their arms, harness still affixed to my hips, phallus still moist with their wetness and listen to them praise my beauty and stamina. Some would offer me greater allowances with their bodies if I would only be their lover. Some would masturbate me to orgasm, then themselves, asking nothing of me but to witness their deeds.. I bet you can fuck a long time without having to pop a Viagra, like your father. Let me suck your cock and if you want me to stop, I’ll just go back to cleaning the house.” “If you don’t think it’s too weird, go right ahead. I could use a nice blowjob from a hot blonde.” I sat up and Anne knelt down in front of me. She unbuckled my shorts and pulled them down. I lifted my ass and she pulled down my boxer shorts. I pulled my shirt over my head. “You’re a big boy when you’re soft. This will be. It's a little stretch knit dress that everyone thought I looked pretty good in."Actually, Sir, I don't know if I look sexy or not. Since I can't see myself and I don't have anyone to dress up for, it's hard to know what's sexy," she said"Well you have someone to dress up for now and I'm someone who you should dress up for. Don't worry, I will help you find your sexy, you can count on that!" I could see her cheeks pink up as she smiled at my comment.That next week went by slower than I would.