I’m up for anything. What you got in mind?’ I asked.‘Well, maybe a little hosting, a bit of dancing and maybe some bar work if you can manage it... You’re too beautiful and unique to have you out back so I want you front of house.’ He continued, ‘You up for wearing skimpy clothing or maybe going naked. Also are you comfortable going without your prosthetics and showing off those wonderful, sexy little stumps?’ ‘Hell yes, I hate clothes and love being naked as much as possible. I didn’t do some. But then again, why would there be? Bois were known forbeing frilly and feminine. She saw the posters on the walls, showing thedifferent actors, musicians, and even politicians that this particular boiliked. When she looked more towards the bed, she saw the one that she'd cometo see: the merchandise, James White.He was petite, standing at five foot two, and slender with an hourglassfigure. He had long shiny black hair that fell in a single braid down to thesmall of his back and dark eyes set in. .." I closed my mouth whenever I felt that I was going to moan loud in order to further please his majesty. I began to enjoy the way his cock filled my ass hole massaging my young prostate and I moaned some more, "Mmm!... Uhhh'mmm... Ohhhh'mnn..." He thrusted deeply into me and he went a bit faster sliding his hard cock into my bum with greater intensity. The king moaned louder saying, "Uuhhh!... Yea... Uhhhh!... Ohhh!...This feels so good..."The King greedily pounded his hips upon my ass while. "You want me to do WHAT?" A look of panic on her face."I said, I want you to take your shirt off. I want to humiliate you," I needed an excuse to have dared her that and humiliating her sounded a lot better than lusting for her."No fucking way, you perv. That's not fair! You can't dare me to do something like that!" But if you don't then you'll be my slave for an hour, remember?"Reluctantly she put her hands at the bottom of her shirt and began to lift. Her soft belly slowly came into view as.