"Typical girl move,not bringing any cash to the bar," she laughed. "Apparently, she prefersto pay with her ass, isn't that right, slave?" Yes, Mistre...s Ashleigh," I said.Mistress went up to the bar, and returned with her drink. She grabbed meby the wrist and dragged me out onto the deck. "Bend over bitch," shegrowled, and I dutifully bent over the railing as I heard her quicklypulling on the strapon. The skirt, slit as it was, was easy to roll upto my hips, which I completed just as I heard. It might not have been rape but shitit was definitely sexual assault. Her mouth was like a wet juicy vacuum asshe sucked hungrily on my tongue."Come on you little slut don't tease me I want that tongue in my pussy."As we made love she kept pushing my head down between her legs. Her pussywas wet juicy and open waiting for my slippery tongue. I fucked hersliding my tongue deep into her slit, my tongue slurping from her arseholeto her clit where I took time to nibble greedily on her little nub of. ”I could not believe my ears. Not only did Mom tell Heather to fuck me, she knew about Jennie wanting to fuck me too, plus she herself wanted to fuck me. Holy shit I couldn’t believe it. Then it really struck me…Mom was okay with me fucking Heather and Jennie.Heather said, “Well you heard her, bring yourself over here and get it over with. Fuck that, Mom said that I had twenty minutes and I knew from years of practice that I could cum in less than five minutes. So I had plenty of time to fool. Sitting down at the dressing table, I applied bold make up with crimsonlipstick and dark eyeliner. I even did a coat of deep red nail varnishon my finger nails figuring that while it wasn't really appropriate forwork, I wouldn't be working until tomorrow evening, after I had been tothe salon. When I stood up in front of the mirrored doors of mywardrobe, I surprised even myself. A couple of days ago when I looked atmyself in the mirror I had reflected on how much I had changed, that mybody was.