A very hard slap was administered to my ass and the vibe was roughly put back in place. ‘Fucking bitch!’ I screamed in frustration from the bindin...s and the renewed assault on my clit. I went back to trying to pull free but after about ten minutes, I was losing focus on freeing myself and paying more and more attention to the delicious vibration going through me. The anger and frustration to get free was slowly being replaced by a mind consuming excitement. My struggles grew weaker and weaker. I walked into the main room and there were three other guys, they all whooped and hollered, I was told I was to waitress and serve them tonight, firstly fetch drinks, I allowed myself to think, this isn’t that difficult, I wasn’t into cross dressing but enjoyed the humiliation of it. The door bell rang and fear grabbed me, not more guys, I’ve taken three on before and was ruined who knows where four is going to leave me. Steve called out, foods here, come here bitch take this money and bring us. Either there was something wrong with her or I don't like women at all. There didn't seem to be any other reason she could think of as to why I would reject her as a mistress. When I swore that there is nothing wrong with her and there is nothing off about me, she started to cry. Oh hell, now what was I going to do?I put my arms around her and tried to comfort her. She kissed me. It was a nice kiss. I gave her a kiss back. Not a long one, but not a peck on the cheek either. It was a real kiss.. "That was WONDERUL! Wonderful! I enjoyed myself very much; and I hope that you did as well!"The 'that' that was 'wonderful', as Marvin had expressed it, was the blow job he'd just given me; and the enthusiasm with which he had done it with had been enjoyable! I couldn't, at least honestly, deny that what he had done was perhaps THE most incredible blow job of my life! Though I didn't regard myself as 'gay', I had to admit that I'd never had a blow job so well done by any woman I'd ever.