That went on for a few weeks, and then he started asking me to dress sexy when we went out, and I did it for him. I liked the attention, and I've been...told that I have a real "walking wet dream" body.After a couple of times out, he asked me to try flirting with guys. I did, and it was exciting. I would "accidentally" brush them, touching their crotches and let them "touch" me. It was a lot of fun, but it never went any further. Jon and I would discuss it as we made love, and we both, got very. Slurps filled the air, sounding as though waves were lapping on a shore somewhere nearby. The thing about an all-female sixty-nine, Piper realized, was that no one was dominant. The partners were equal, with the needs and responses of the cunts in perfect harmony. Once Piper and her aunt had started coming, there was nothing to make them stop. Each climax just prompted a fresh one. Piper and Chloe sixty-nined on and on, no ego involved, just sheer orgasmic joy. The mutual cunt-eating stopped. They were unaware I was behind. Their words were mumbling and I knew they were drunk.I crossed them and saw they both were in the mid-30s but very stout and well-built. I took the elevator and reached my floor. Jiana opened the door. She welcomed me in and introduced me to the rest of the 2 guys, Anish and Dev.A few minutes later, the doorbell rang and Jiana opened the door and welcomed two more in. It was those two guys from earlier. They had gotten out to buy some sodas. Jiana introduced me. They became so much a part of me that I scarcely noticed them unless they wereinadvertently stimulating me or being incorporated by Sir into my pain or pleasure.On the surface and to all appearances, I was my Master's true slave. All wasnot as it seemed though. During this early time with Sir, before the training sessions began, therewere instances of confusion. Moments of anger and doubt. I often wondered ifmy nature was truly submissive or if I was merely playing at something beyondmy.