Because her husband stayed home from work that day. So I decided to browse Craigslist, looking for someone local. After posting my ad, looking for NSA...sex. I sat back and waited. Within minutes, I received over a dozen new messages. But none of them really appealed to me. Then after a few hours of receiving numerous messages, from both women and some men. I finally got a hit. She was an older white tranny who loved BBC. Her message said: "I'd love for you to fuck me with your big black cock.. You either kneel on the floor and eat your food like a pet and I'll remove the toys OR you can sit at the table and keep the toys in place." I chose to sit at the table and sat in the chair Master chose. Master went and got the rope that had been packed in my suitcase and bound me to the chair, with rope going around my legs to the legs of the chair, around my thighs and waist to the seat of the chair, and above and under my breasts to the back of the chair. He finished by using the last of the. The vision of two women playing with your cock, and the incredible feeling that grabs hold of every nerve in your body, was too much for me to take. My legs were wobbly, and I almost fell as I tried to steady myself against their pleasure attack. “One second,” I said, as I moved just a few feet to lean against the bureau near my bed. Jill and Carol followed me on their hands and knees, each now hungry and eager, with saliva and pre-cum already covering their nose, lips and chin. I held my meat. She pulled the dress down. It slid down catching at her waist for a moment before it dropped down her thighs to around her ankles. She stepped out of the dress, picking it up and laying it on the corner of my desk.Standing tall again I got to take in her choice of underwear. It was top-shelf stuff, probably courtesy of Victoria’s Secret. Her breasts just bulged over the top of the lacy bra which was transparent enough to reveal her dark nipples. The lacy crotch of her flimsy panties revealed.