"I think this dress is too revealing." She said as she watched herself in the mirror. "Nobody would go to a job interview without a bra." She said tim...dly. She knew better than to protest, though. She knew this was what her husband wanted. She wasn't sure now, who the interview was for. "Was she going just so her husband could get his jollies off by watching her squirm in humiliation and embarrassment in front of a stranger, or did he really want her to get this job?" she wonderedShe basically. The easiest thing to do was to go get her, I made excuses and left to arrive outside the hotel where she was 30 minutes later. Found her outside smoking looking like shit. I called her over and she slid in beside me in the back of the taxi.Man did she smell of all things a fucking good night is made of, cigs – booze – cunt and spunk. Instead of giving me a hard time she decided to tell me all. After creating a stir in the bar and leaving with the 3 guys, the taxi ride back to their hotel was an. "Oh! I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Not a bit," he smiled at her, "I can take it if you keep dishing it out. Try me." The smile became a grin."Men are born perverts." She laughed at him.Jack laughed back at her. He reveled at the friendly intimacy he felt spring up between them. It felt strange to share the moment and feel pleasure in another's presence. Christ, if only ... He left the rest of the thought hanging. If only didn't cut it. There was only now, a bleak and sexless now, spiced only by. Deflowered like the fag she turned me into!Mistress positioned me so that i was facing her on my hands and knees as Master Michael knelt behind me,Mistress continued to verbally humiliate me as she ran her hands all over my body,knowing this combined with her removing my chastity for the first time in months would make me very hot and bothered and follow ANY command she gave me!Mistress stayed in front of me,petting me,carressing me,verbally humiliating me,calling me pathetic and nasty.