When they were done I said ready go and buddy instantly grabbed her top string and undid it. She tried covering her tits saying ''hay no fair" and he ...aid ''what first one naked and pinned looses." She looked at me then at him and said fine and dove for his shorts. He let her get them off and as she was pulling them off he grabbed her bottoms and they were now both naked. he then grabbed her and slid her around till her pussy was against his dick and he leaned forwards to grab her shoulders as. Master told me as I left, "Be glad it was her and not me, my hands aremuch bigger." I went to bed and dwelt on my misery. Fist fucking wassomething gay men did, but I guess that's what I was now. Hell, I wasn'teven a man anymore.The next morning when the alarm went off, I was still sore and hurting,but got up threw on my slave dress and went to put on the coffee. I wouldnever make the mistake of not doing that again. When I went to thebathroom to do my morning hygienic duties, there was blood. Then he felt a gentle caress of his ass and nails scratched the top of his hood. The bench rolled and its front elevated slightly; his hands were unshackled and the gag was removed. He worked his jaw, trying to ease its ache. His breathing became much easier and his hearing increased a little, but he still strained to gain a fuller sense of her presence. After entering the room. I removed my jacket, blouse, bra, and boots, then moved and sat on a chair before Mike and remained quiet, studying. ”I lay there as she changed from outfit to outfit. They were all very attractive and her undressing to put them on was like a private porn show. Then she stripped down again but took her bra off. Out came a new bra and when she had it on she came over to the bed so I could see it better. She turned this way and that and then had me feel the material. I wasn’t sure if this was heaven or torture.She proceeded to model five more bras. There were plain ones and lacey ones. Some were white.