Her companions giggled, and one of them stroked my cock delicately.We were in a large room with a small low raised stage in the centre. Women sat arou...d at tables relaxing and enjoying the evening. The air was shrill with feminine voices. Across the room I could see my five opponents, each being led by their owners, and like me being paraded before the big event so that the women could study us. Just across from me was a big black guy that I knew slightly, his owner had visited Mistress. She could hearthe others in the room in the background but the handin her cunt and other on her nipple was turning her somuch she didn’t care. Her bra fell off as Melissa waspulling on her nipple.“Tell me you want to be my slut tonight whore.” Melissatweaked her nipple to get her meaning across. “I wantto hear you beg you old slut.”“Yes,” replied Joan. “Make me your whore. Please don’tquit now. I need it bad.”She felt a hard slap to. Then, when I knew that he was really ready I moved back and quickly spun him around. The view that greeted me was wonderful his cock was so hard and swollen that in the faint light it almost looked ‘alive’. It was certainly ready to be sucked and that’s just what I did. I licked at the head slowly tasting the juice that was seeping from him and then when my lips were wet I opened them slightly and let him slide very slowly into my waiting mouth. His hips went forward towards me pushing more of. Megan’s apartment was always on the chilly side but today it was warm. Or maybe it was just her. After all, how often does she have a guy over, let alone three? She asked if they were thirsty as she was preparing coffee for herself. They all concurred. Megan set about to making the coffee and setting out a plate with the pastries. She thought to herself “how fortunate that I bought so many!” Jake and his friends, Zack and Caleb, were wearing black tee-shirts, their muscles.