Joi looks over the top edge of her glasses. “The game is service. And that means?” Ashley hesitates. “On my knees?” “ Is that an answer or...a question?” Ashley stands up straighter. “On my knees.” “ That's better,” Joi encourages. “Always on a lower level. Now if the game calls for romance or seduction, equal footing would be fine. The game of service has very specific rules. And never, ever, ever pink undergarments – unless told to wear them of course.” Joi smiles softly. Some girls need to. I'm gonna fuck that red ass. You made my dick hard and nowI need to fuck that ass." He starts to undo his pants and slide themoff. He's standing in front of me and I can see his hard cock straining inhis boxers. He pulls them off and his huge black, cut cock pops up andsticks straight out in front of him. I peer through the leg hole of theunderwear that's still on my head and I can see his big balls danglingunder his horse cock, swinging full of cum. The last thing I see is hiscock throbbing up. The pain was excruciating, but then so was the pleasure. All I could think of was that this was just too strange for words. I could feel a climax climbing, but not peaking. I needed to come. I needed to right now. My body was craving the release. I seemed to me stalled on the way up. Damn! He walked towards me, smiling. “Think you are pretty tough, my pretty.” The extra hands had quietly left the room as Master returned to me. In his right hand he carried a flail, at least I later learned that. She wanted to try as many of the positions of the Karma Sutra as possible without me shooting my load and losing my erection. “I want to keep it as hard as possible for as long as possible,” she said as we sat on the futon, her holding my cock in her hand, “and if what I’ve heard the other girl’s say is true, we’ll have sex all day long and well into the night.” “Exaggerations and untruths,” I laughed, giving her nipple a tweak. “Now what about what I’ve heard that you can do….” I left the.