“We’ve made some recent changes,” he responded, undressing me with his eyes. “We’ve added an upper balcony and big screen TVs in the orgy ro...m.”“Sounds like fun!” I grinned and licked my lips lewdly in anticipation.“Especially fun for you bottoms!” he grinned at me as he buzzed me in. “The house is crawling with tops tonight just waiting for little sluts like you!”I shivered a little in anticipation. I’d been here before when the place was filled with bottoms and THAT wasn’t any fun. I was. Of course he altered the tale accordingly. She then told him she loved watching Esmerelda suck upon his cock, which he had also enjoyed.The next day, as planned the two young people peeked through the door of Betty's room, behind the kitchen. Traci gasped loudly when she saw Esmerelda, the maid, riding the face of Betty, the cook. The situation had been setup by Sport, unknown to Traci who thought she was seeing a liaison in action. It was a very exciting sight, but Sport paid more attention to. I can’t bear the suspense. It’s like being on a knife edge. I sort of want it to happen and don’t. I think this will hurt. She lets go and that little piece of bamboo strikes the full length of the piss slit and, as the cock is rigid and vertical, there is no give. A liquid type of pain that I’ve never felt before travels down my shaft, up the spine and explodes in my brain. It is so bad that I get an instant headache. Before I can react to this incredible assault on my body, she does it again. I haven't even checked it yet. Can you arrange to get them there if I take care of the rest? Logistics and ID, I mean. Actually, ID is probably enough; then they can buy their own tickets." Yeah, I can do that much," he assured me. "I can actually do it all; I just can't fund it, but if that's not an obstacle..."My next call was to Spencer. Now that I realized how late it was, I wanted to get to her before she sent someone looking for me. Not that it mattered any more..."Mr. Malcolm," she said.