Your hands grip my waist, skimming up to my chest, brushing my breasts through my skimpy bra. A strangled moan escapes my lips and I arch my back, ear...ing yet another harder slap across my thigh. "You know better." I nod, whining softly. Feeling your hands close around my breasts, kneading and flicking my nipples, I moan ecstatically.Your hands leave my body and I whimper in disappointment, shivering as I don't know what you're doing. I hear a quiet click and jump, suddenly feeling cold metal. I made my way to room 202 and swiped myself in, the room was spacious, more of a suite really, on a table there was a bottle of Malt Whiskey, my favourite tipple, 2 glasses and a hand written note informing me that I should help myself in moderation and to ensure that I was ready by 4.30pm, I decided to shower again and after towelling down put on the new boxers and liberally splashed the aftershave everywhere including the crack of my ass, helped myself to a large Malt and settled back onto. "Against the vehicle please," I directed, before I leaned into the cabin and insisted her friend get out and join us.Outside, it was only now that I noticed that I had stopped their vehicle in a more secluded area of the Sarasota Bay, a long stretch of deserted highway which was bordered by the bay on one side and the Gulf of Mexico on the other. I soon directed the ladies to stand next to one another and asked them to turn around and place their hands on the Lamborghini when suddenly a slight. "You will now begin your new life as a subservient sissy slave. Understand faggot?"I loved how he kept referring to me as 'Faggot'. "Yes, Sir." I Pulled the dildo out and plunged it back in yet again. And then again."You will always respond to my men as 'Sir', understand faggot?"I couldn't stop moaning with lust. "Yes, Sir." There are many different types of servitude but with your feminine, slender figure you will most likely end up as a sex slave."That sent a shiver through my entire body and.