She was very tight. Finally after I was about halfway in I laid my chest on her back and put my hands under to her cunt. I spread her pussy and rubbed...her clit. "Oooh, that feels good. Shove in now!" It was as if her ass opened up and sucked me all the way in. I saw the expression of her face in the mirror. It was kind of like a sigh of pleasure when my balls slapped into her pussy. She looked at me in the mirror. "Now fuck me slow. Nice and slow. How does it feel?" I could barely speak. It was. In all, the spirit of everyone there was jovial and friendly. I struck up a conversation with Pam who had all the accent and demeanour of someone who came from money. I'm sure that hanging in her locker was some of the finest clothes that money could procure. Over her shoulder I watched Emma on the coffee table open the towel of one of the guys next to her. She giggled and patted the towel back down over the desperate man's cock.It seemed as though the patrons were all waiting for the night's. She placed a dog collar around my neck and said I was going to do whatever she said all night and if I refused she would never fuck me again. Well, of course I agreed! She then dragged me to the bathroom and told me to crawl in on my hands and knees. When I was in she finally told me her plan. She was going to dress me up as a woman, completely, with full make up and shave my body down. I was to be her bitch for the entire night. She started a bath and filled the tub with warm water and some. ”I chuckled and then they were gone. I looked at the door after they’d left and shook my head. I walked back to the bedroom and climbed into bed with Lori.I closed my eyes and wrapped her up in my arms. Was it real? Had it happened? Was it just my mind connecting events and telling my conscious self what I needed to hear? Did it matter? I drifted off to sleep contentedly and wondered as I was going under whether I was actually awake or just dreaming I was falling asleep.I woke up when Lori.