Posted an ad on CL. I never read those ads so I don't know what is normal but I was very specific what I wanted. Size, body/build, age range, and that...i wanted aggressive endless pounding, something to that effect. in otherwords, i wasn't into the whole foreplay crap where the guy thinks we require them to make us cum to feed their ego before they can get themselves off inside us. That routine drives me nuts. I'd rather he go down on me after, when his cum is there for him to lick up, if. ? I hear a hissing sound, and the next thing I remember is that I am in a cell.?A loud knock at the door knocks me out of my daze.? He yells at me to hurry up.? My task returns to my mind;?the clothes on the bed.?I survey the room.? It's not much more than a small servant’s quarter.? The concrete floor echoes my steps with the heels.? The bed, if you can call it that, is really nothing more than a cot;?an uncomfortable one at that.?I walk over to the bed and pick up the thigh high stockings.? I. After a couple of weeks planning and organising things we went to a hotel for the night, I left my wife in the bar to get the room ready for afterwards before we went for dinner and a few drinks. We were both excited about what was to follow, and just before dessert arrived my wife excused herself to go to the bathroom. She was gone for a little while (enough time for me to finish the wine) and when she returned was slightly flushed. She stopped by my chair and pushed something into my hand. I removed the Vibe at 1:45 and we walked to this contests venue, one of the conference rooms.Master Don was master-of-ceremonies for this contest as well. When he saw us arrive, he smiled in welcome."It's time to get started everyone. For anyone who doesn't know me already, I'm Master Don..." He went into the same spiel that he had said yesterday about the convention. "Today's contest was just added last year, but it proved to be a success, so here we are again. This is another slave heat.