Having learned to love trying new things, I decided to check it out.I had no idea what I was supposed to wear to something like this, so I asked my co...orker. He said whatever’s most comfortable. He also advised me not to wear underwear. I thought that was strange, but I took his advice. I wore a pair of thin black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. Some comfy shoes and I was ready for adventure.I made my way to the part of the city he had indicated. As I approached a large, brick industrial. She could feel the head of William's cock pressing against her anus and tried to relax her muscles to let this stranger in.In front of her, she could see that the table was laid out with sandwiches on paper plates and a blue cooler. Clearly someone else was using this table as well, but she couldn't see anyone else around from her current angle.It was difficult, but the head of his cock finally entered her and she moaned slightly, enjoying the familiar feeling of being anally fucked by an. " Bian," she said."Okay, Amy. Whenever I call 'Bian' in the future I want you to fall into a trance like this one, ready to respond to me, ready to obey. Oh, and if I call you 'Bian' as part of a sentence, just obey that sentence instead of falling into a trance. Will you obey?" ... yes ... obey ... duty..." Good girl," I said. "Now wake up."She stirred awake, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "That did feel good, anh," Amy said, pulling herself to her feet. She gave me a slight bow, once. My hands shook, as he gently unwrapped the towel, removing it from my grasp. Walking behind me, he lifted my chin, wanting me to watch him in the mirror. His large hands slid down my arms to my waist. My heart was pounding in my chest; my eyes focused on his hands, which had traveled up my ribs and rested on the sides of my bra.“Don’t need this,” he murmured, unhooking it with one hand.My bra hovered on my breasts a minute before gravity teased it off my body to the floor. His hands slid.