Are you here willingly?" I asked."Yes, I am here willingly. What's with the twenty questions?" She seemed irritated."Never mind that. Are you ready to...fuck?" I bluntly asked.The harshness of the last question seemed to bring her back to reality. Not quite so sure of herself, Beth stammered a bit. "I, I ggguess so, if you are." Good! Let's get that cute little ass of yours to the bedroom." I took her by her arm and led her to my bed."Now, let's see how good you are at sucking a cock." I sat her. Mistress was bought drinks, but she refused to let anyone buy her whore one, just water. Whilst we stood at the bar, allowing my body to be fondled by whomever wanted to, and of course they did.Mistress likes to start our shows with a display of whipping as most guys seem to enjoy watching. I was led to the centre of the room and told to stand with my legs apart and hands on my head. Mistress took her favourite suede flogger and swished it a few times, inches from my body. Eventually she began. I showed her Allie's room and where the bathroom was if she wanted to freshen up. I said she’d have to eat something so I’d go scramble some eggs for her. I knew from the kitchen through a couple of hall mirrors I could see the bathroom if I angled it right. She came out of the bathroom just wrapped in a towel which barely covered her ass. She came out headed for Allie’s room then turned back. She had forgotten her clothes. She bent over to pick them up and the towel was useless. The light from. Jason was deliberately trying to goad me into wearing this obscenely lewd micro-bikini that he’d secretly bought and packed for me.We’d showered and were just getting ready to use the pool at his family home. The bikini’s straps and coverings were so narrow and minuscule that the piece of fabric in my hand seemed more like a piece of cotton dental floss than a bikini. For my breasts, only my nipples would be covered by two vertical white strips which were an inch wide at the nipples, tapering.