When I returned, they seemed to be arguing. I stood backto prevent them from seeing me. I had never seen the two of themdisagree on anything before, a...d I was curious what it was."We never should have set up the concert tour before releasing heralbum!" Dad argued."I agree, Don," Scott said. There had to be more to it if they werearguing, though. "But we've already committed to the tour and she'snearly sold out every venue. It's too late to change it now."I stood there, stunned at Scott's words. Balancing easily in the boots, I was lead past the velvet rope and intothe sunken area, all around me were young women, the youngest was about16,and the oldest had to be 20. Focusing on the oldest, I was sure Iremember her, an heiress or something. She looked at me as if I was themain course and took my leash from Lana to lead me closer to her.Taking a few seconds to admire my outfit, especially my ballet boots andchastity belt, she traced her fingers over it and passionately kissed me,our. Ohhhooo….Hmmm…mummmm….Aaahoo….”. I understood that it was the first time she was enjoying this much. I did not stop. I could feel that her warmth and lubrication were getting increased. Still she was making loud sounds.Luckily it was heavy rain lashing outside and nobody could hear it After 3-4 minutes of pussy eating, aunty started to jump from the bed and making strange noises. “Ahhaa…aahoo…hooommmuuummm…aaawoowoo…Mmmm…ummm.”. I was still penetrating my tongue to her depth and she pressed my. ....and to suck their cocks and lick their balls.....to feel them inside of me and to feel them explode inside of me. How hot that made me. How uncontrollably hot. It seemed that all of my waking hours now were centered on these thoughts. Becoming the woman that I longed to be and being the toy, the slut, the whore of men. And today. Oh, what a wonderful day today was. I had met Derek again at a local motel. He had told me to come dressed this time, that he would be there before me. I called.