But when I entered I saw almost all the girls inside are dressed similarly like me. We sat in a table near the corner and shyam ordered for some drink....When I was watching the show he suddenly took me to the dancing stage. I saw all the men kept starring at me. Especially my tattoos. Some came near me and said slut and bitch in my ears. I really enjoyed that all the men are staring at me and wanted me so badly. I saw a man talking with shyam and giving some money. Shyam then told me to go with. What can I say. You are marvelous and I thinkI make you happy. Is there something we are missing?" Oh, I was just thinking that there is probably something that we haven'tdone, but maybe we are too embarrassed or too shy to even talk about." There is not too much which embarrasses me, Claire." Well, I am ashamed to admit it, but there is one thing I have alwayswanted to try, if only for a little while."I would like to try being a Dominatrix! There I said it! Do you thinkless of me?"I was. Then I could just tell her in the morning that she must have got undressed and crawled into bed herself. My heart was racing and my cock was already half hard with the idea of seeing her body. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. She was laying on the bed on her back sideways with her legs over the side, just the way I left her when her friend was there. I stood above her for a moment, turned on as hell by just how much power I had. She was snoring. I figured I should check just how out of it. Salma was dressed in a short-flared skirt that showed her long legs. On top, a blouse with the usual button undone. “I’m fine. Ready for the weekend?” “Yeah, actually there is something I was wondering if you would be interested in doing with me?” “Sure, anything.” “I have bought a bike and I was thinking that maybe we could ride together tomorrow?” “Really, you and me?” Salma laughed putting her hand to her mouth. “Sorry, you sound so surprised.” “I am, I thought you’d have a date or.