When entrees Michell announced our play toy iss here for the weekend and when door opened 12 shemales were staring at me. They all applauded. Michelle...walked me around and I had hands checking me out my tits, ass and pussy. Michelle said she is a friends of mine says she is a true sub slut and will do as said. Michelle walked me to a large chair and told me to kneel I did and she reached behind her and unzipped her dress dropping it she had enhanced breasts and a 9" stiff cock encased by nylons. " I don't want to be stepping on anybody's toes here. I see you leave with Darcy now and then." She put her hand on my thigh. "But I do have an interest in you."I glanced down at her hand and smiled. "Your interest is welcome. And no toes are in danger."I liked Darcy, but I didn't see it as anything serious.I danced with Maeve. I tried to focus on the slower tunes. It is my sincere belief that an important part of the experience of dancing with a woman is feeling her body against mine. She did. In only them! She innocently and unknowingly seems to attract them, those that are forceful and demanding! You know the kind, those that will not be denied ,or will not take the word No, for and answer!.. While waiting for her husband she has been offered, and has accepted more than one glass of red wine. With the crowd entering into the spirit of the event, the dancing, and the music as you would expect, is wild loud and quite energetic. As the evening progresses, suddenly and before Tessa. .. searching for some sign of incorrect reaction. Waiting for a protest. A plea. Belle bit her lips furiously. Tears came to the back of her eyes. Still on her knees, she kept her head up in silence. Oh what an effort! “I think you will make an excellent Pony Girl,” Madame Vesta said. “In time, that is. You have the right kind of body for it. Limbs long and powerful, but well shaped. Excellent hindquarters. Yes ... you will be much admired.” Belle felt sicker than ever. Already she was being.