I felt very naked, nervous, excitedand... well... vulnerable.When she returned her first command was "call me Mistress."She led me to a bathroom where...she promptly told me to get in the tub.Mistress got an electric razor out, and shaved my legs, butt, groin, thenmy arms, chest, armpits, and finally my face.After I showered, Mistress sat me down at a table with a large mirror infront of it, and when Mistress began to produce make up I asked, "Whatare you doing?" Mistress told me, "I'm going to. “Hello everybody.” She said sweetly.I looked up. She was now wearing a simple one-piece sun dress; over her bikini if I knew my daughter. But much better. Now I could concentrate on the game.I wasn’t an expert poker player by any means, but with this group I usually held my own. Not on this night though. For some reason I kept getting a chubby and that made me think about sex instead of the game. It didn’t help that I hadn’t been laid in weeks. It also didn’t help that Candy kept drifting in. My tits were practically falling out of my blouse.”“Then what?” Already Bill was aroused. Bill took his cock out and Karen took over jerking him off.Bill could hear the excitement in her voice as she related her latest escapade with Bobby, “I watched him touching himself outside his pants. I could tell he had an erection. He was masturbating Honey. He did not take his cock out but he was definitely masturbating right in front of me as he looked at my tits. I think he might even have got off. .. you’re not enough?”There were way too many question marks in Simon’s little speech about Alex.Sweet my ass. Poisonous would be the right word.“And, after the accident?” Carter tried to help Simon get over his little conundrum about the man he seemed to love.“Oh, after,” Simon’s eyes lit up. “He’s abrasive and all about not wanting to deal with me anymore.”“So it got worse,” Carter nodded, hoping he seemed sympathetic enough.“Actually, no,” Simon smiled. “He’s getting me into some crazy ....