Over the course of my first few weeks at home, I’d developed a wonderful routine of stealing a fresh pair of Penny’s panties, and I’d hideaway i... my room, gingerly pleasuring myself as I imagined how they cupped her dainty little quim. I’d inspect them, inhale their aroma, taste the wonderfully salty sweet combinations found in the crotch, and all the while caressing myself until my cock was literally dripping with pre-cum.On occasion I’d get pre-cum on the panties and lift them to my tongue to. The outfit was completed by beige nylons and black high-heeled pumps, and if I knew my Bobbie there was a garter belt holding up those nylons since she knew I detested pantyhose. Not for the first time I thought of how lucky I had been to talk her into being mine.We arrived at the party by cab and even though I gave the man a five-dollar tip on top of a twelve-dollar fare he scowled at me when I handed him the money. We went inside to mingle and I made the rounds and introduced Bobbie and was. Obviously something important HAD come up."Fuck!" I said."Hmmmm, I like that," Rhonda stated."No... that's not what I meant," I said irritated at the annoyance. "My assistant just buzzed me. Can you hold for a second?" Yes, could hold onto something as important as that, I'd actually love to sink my teeth into it actually."Now it was my turn to laugh. "Ok baby, wait one. Be right back." I put Rhonda on hold and opened the intercom to my assistant. "Yes Christy?" I said with obvious irritation. Mistress would never tell me how she thought of the kinky and humiliating tortures she would put me through, and I could never ask. But there was always something more painful and humiliating for me to perform, as she slowly stripped away my manhood for her enjoyment. "Deeper, Bitch, take that cock deeper in your throat. Men don't want a Bitch who can't swallow their whole cock, and if you embarrass me in public I may have to rethink our deal."Forcing away my gag reflex, I swallowed the cock in.