The hazing ritual continued with Master slamming his cock into me at our table. Unknown to me, several of the other Masters were watching our sexual d...monstration. They were all stroking their own cocks and getting very excited at our performance. After my Master had pounded me into our explosive orgasms, the camera focused on all the other Masters jacking off into their own sex slave’s mouths. All the sex slaves seemed to enjoy the mutual attention of their Masters and being able to serve them. He was making money from the gangbang. And he wanted me to know.As they arrived, the guests would pay Mr. Bond, then strip and leave their clothes on the couch, then grab some refreshments. The men varied in age from just over 18 to one man who had to be in his sixties. They varied in size from bone thin to obese. Not all of them, but most of them had dicks larger than mine. Some were white, some black, some Hispanic and one who was Chinese. Most of them knew each other. When someone new to the. "Is T-T-Tony here?"She shook her head sadly. "No, Tony's not here right now. He went down to the corner to get a pack of cigarettes. There was something about my brand..." She giggled to herself; Andrew supposed that it was an inside joke."Oh, goodness, where are my manners?" She extended her hand in greeting. The hand with the cigarette. Andrew watched as the smoke from it wafted upwards. "My name's Tanya. I'm Tony's LADY friend. Won't you come in? I'm sure he'll be back."Andrew shook Tanya's. She left a couple of things, including an adorable blue stripedbikini, but I was left to play with mom's things, which were plain andnot as cute as my sister's. (My sister and I never discussed our playtimeagain, and unfortunately she is no longer with us.) After my sister gotmarried, I missed our playdates and tutorials. I tried to hide myinterests, but somehow mom and dad must have known. They purchased theAutobiography of Christine Jorgensen, and they weren't progressive inthat way, and.