Karen started to stroke my cock under the blankets while I kissed and cuddled her "do you think I can get another fuck out of him" she asked me. By th...s time my cock was rock hard and I couldn't believe how much of a Nymphomaniac Karen could be. I rubbed her clit and fingered her pussy and soon she was super horny and wet. She pushed me back, straddled me, and slowly slid her hot wet pussy down over my cock and started to ride me. I rested my hands on her bum, while I sucked on her gorgeous. I wished though. I wished hard and I wished often. I wished I could do it. I wanted to know the feeling of giving myself completely, not only to one Master, but to many. If only for a moment like all of the other slaves were doing right now. I was at a slave auction, with the doors ready to open in about half an hour. It was the fifth one I had been to in the last few years. Of course, I was not participating as a slave, but was involved in a different way. Jordy, a very gentle, gay Dom, who. One day evening I was sitting alone in the library and I received a call from Nisha. She called me to meet in the canteen, I went there and saw her sitting alone in the corner. I went near her and greeted her “hi” she stood and said “why didn’t you told me?” I was blank for some time and asked her “what I didn’t tell you” She said that she got to know from somewhere that I like her. I got the point that Pallavi has done her job. I hold her hand and asked her to follow me. I took her to the same. It was frighteningto be honest. I mean, I thought I was a straight guy with a part-timesissy kink a few months ago and now I'm.....I'm eagerly taking Daddy'scum inside me, my body streaked with his belt marks, wearing denim high-heel ankle boots and a girls' jean jacket and nothing else except my cageand the most girly femme nipple and belly button piercings and daintychains that I could find. Oh yea - and the locked pink bondage collarthat I gladly accepted.But.....I could see contentment.