I've never really tried toclassify myself." Again, more Arabic."So, when you are dressed in this," he hoisted a fistful of lingerie, "youlike to be tr...ated like a girl?" Yes, sometimes," I answered. A more lengthy discussion in Arabic ensued,with all three of them speaking in turns, but with the "boss" carrying mostof the conversation. It got a little loud for a bit and then the boss hadthe final word."An all too-convenient and convincing story, Mr. Wilson. My two associateshere were easily. Me your uncle never satisfies me fuck me and then as I went down to lick her pussy she stopped me and asked what I was doing I said I was going to lick your pussy she was like what no I asked haven’t anyone ever licked your pussy she was like nooSo I told her just to sit back and relax I licked, kissed and then inserted my tongue inside her vagina while she was moaning ahh ahh this feels so good aah aah don’t stop plzz aah aah then I got up and said its your turn she didn’t get it I asked. Suddenly she stopped, got up and said “Up now slave!” I immediately stood up. She pulled me close kissing me passionately. “Did you enjoy pleasing your mistress” “Yes, that was amazing mistress” I replied.“Good, now it’s your turn. Lay on your stomach” she demanded.On my stomach, Gabriella, or Mistress I suppose I should be calling her, sat on top of my legs. She began rubbing/massaging my back. It felt amazing, almost professional. I was beginning to relax as she worked out all the kinks in my. I wasn't exactly sure how to go about this, so I blundered on. "She said that you're submissive?" It ended as a question.Anna cocked her head and stared at her empty wine glass. I refilled it as she prepared to speak. "Yes. For the purposes of our conversation, yes I am." What does that mean?" I asked confused at her strange answer."Well. I'm an unrealized submissive, I guess." She paused again and tried to gather her thoughts. "I have submissive fantasies, have had since I knew what sex was..