’ Amy: ‘Oh my, this is going to be difficult for me.’ Amanda: ‘Please?’ Amy: ‘Alright, get on the bed.’ Amanda: ‘Yes Ma’am.’ *Gigg...es* Over the next half-hour, Amy had a blast. She got a chance to tell Amanda exactly what to do, how to strip, and how to pose. There was no way that she could have been more turned on at that moment. She guided Amanda with verbal commands for every position to take. Amy: ‘I need to call it quits. I can’t take it anymore.’ Amanda: ‘Alright, I’ll get dressed.’ Amy:. Their words kind of kept piling on top of each other until they spilled over the top of the seats into my booth. Then I realized they’d changed subjects. They were talking about ... me!“Didn’t you see the little minx offering herself to all of them?!”“C’mon, it was more like they were each getting a piece of her and then passing her on to the next guy.”“Who is she again? I’m sure I’ve seen her around before.”“Bec? She’s Dan’s sister. I met her at the basketball game last night.” I recognized. "I'm really getting turned on by this whole Master thing...but I can't let someone pee in my mouth...it's unsanitary. But no offense to you."?Hans sighed. It was difficult to keep one's temper. "You will kneel and I will void in your mouth, and then you will go to the supermarket. Kneel, immediately."?But, remarkably, it was much too much work. Cyrus Thibodeau had dressed, and so Hans had had to once again, grab him by the ear, throw him across the sofa and pull his pants down, and let the cane. I was a little tipsy from all the drinking that night, but now I was getting high on getting laid! What a wonderful sensation! As he and I came together, I let out moans, because I was so overwhelmed by my orgasm that I lost control for a few moments. Yes! Yes! Oh, Yes! Suddenly, I pulled out of the book, back to reality again. Oh no! I had just been f*(#ed by a guy! I had just experienced sex, as a woman! Me! I was confused and upset. When I saw what was going on, why didn't I stop right.