I have never felt anything like that in my life. What did you do!? Oh my God. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Now it's your turn. What can I do to yo.... Teach me Daddy. Show me what to do!". I grabbed her and kissed her hard on the lips. I told her that I just had my turn and showed her my soaked boxers. We both laughed and held each other. I told her that she just about scalped me and we both felt my scalp under my hair. Definte indentions were on both sides of my head but no blood. We laughed. Her six inch stilettos were a slutty red and she wore a black pair of fishnet stockings clipped in place with a red garter belt. He had insisted on no bra and panties tonight, and so the only other accessory was a patent leather collar, the same color red as her shoes. There was a thick D-ring at the back so that he could fix a lead if he chose.He stood at the door of the room and smiled to himself, seeing her exactly as he had asked her to be, standing at the end of the bed and all dolled up. He said I looked like a perfect street hooker and he ordered me to wait at the bar in the basement. I waited there patiently until I finally heard Jerome walking downstairs.A very nice handsome black man was behind him.My black lover introduced his friend as Pete.The new black guy told me to come closer. Then he reached out and his hand took care of my ass cheeks. He ordered me to turn around.As I spun around, the guy lifted up my tight tiny skirt and smacked my butt.Pete led me by the hand to. My heart races just thinking of exposing myself in front of another man.We don’t have sex for the two weeks leading up to the shoot. Ben wants me climbing the walls and super-horny. He told me that he knows that, in this state, I will be liable to act sexier and more adventurous.As I leave the house for the shoot on Saturday afternoon, Ben hands me two bags and a flash drive. One very small bag has my outfit in it, a size XXS sheer white micro bikini. The second bag is heftier and I am.