I stated that I was looking for a Mistress to take me, but also that I was looking for men who wanted to be dominated by a TV. I even used the phrase ...ew Order in my post so that the women in my group would know that it was one of their own.I was hoping to find several male slaves who would serve me. I looked forward to having those men, the third class of citizens, kneeling at my feet and pampering me. I received about a dozen responses. One was from a Mistress, but she was too far away from. "I browsed around the bookstore part of the place for a few minutes, and then bought my own ticket. I went down the hall and entered the seating area. Of course, it was dark, and I had to wait for my eyes to adjust. The screen was showing a girl with big tits getting fucked doggie style by a long dicked guy.I saw my new friend leaning up against the back wall. He wasn't hopping up and down now, he had his pants unzipped, and was stroking away on his cock. His suspenders were keeping his pants. ”“Yes, and I’m not going to drinking again,” Mandy said.‘‘You wanna spoon for a while?” I asked.Without answering me she flipped herself over and dragged my arm over her, my crotch pressed up against her lower back and my chin now nuzzled into the back of her head.For a few minutes we were silent, I was starting to think that she had actually dropped off to sleep when I heard her take a short but deep breath.And Mandy said, ‘‘I don’t want things to change between us.”“I think that you think. She turned the key in the locker and picked up her shampoo and took it with her into the shower. She turned it on and in turn the touch of the water slightly turned her on. She placed the key at her feet and put her bottle of shampoo. She opened the top and put a bit on her hands. She started to watch it into her hair. Once her hair was covered in shampoo she realized she had forgotten to take out some soap from the bench. She sighed, that meant she had to leave the warm shower. She also knew.