There was a jacket of sorts made of the finest lace. Black with enough blue silk to make that color stand out. It both hid her and promised so much. W...en I was settled, Cindy made a grand entrance. She dance before me, spinning and twirling to let the lace twirl in the air. Underneath was a bra that matched the jacket. Lace with blue ribbon and bows. Made to perfection. Her breasts seemed to float in the air. The support was just the right about to prevent the slightest sag, with not one bit of. As more of the clothes came off her, Norman’s cock got stiffer. She tantalized him by making a big show of taking off her brassier and pants even slower than the rest of her clothes. Needless to say that by this time Norman’s cock was about ready to explode. Finally as she stood totally naked in front of him, he realized something very new about her appearance. He could not resist and asked her, when did she do that? Debbie knew but still she asked shyly, what was he asking about? He said that. During one of our conversations, he admitted he had a smoking fetish. He told me whenever he saw a sexy girl smoking, he wanted to jerk off. He also told me some other fetishes as well. I told him I would be happy to indulge his fantasies when we met. When we finally got our schedules in sync, we made a date for a Saturday night. I found a little sleazy motel that allowed smoking (Not many around anymore) and arrived early to get ready. I bathed, shaving my legs and body, and took my time. Focused on his task, he couldn’t avoid hearing the increasingly hopeless cries of Sweetie, a silly and spoiled man, still plump from his previous owner’s indulgence, who had never been properly taught to offer his pain and would never wear a red gem.“Tonight one of you will warm my bed. If I’m pleased, I may even let him press and wriggle his face on my smelly soles while I sleep.”The three men, long deprived from the service they were bred and trained to need, couldn’t help feeling excited,.