I had shorts over my underwear with a t-shirt on top. Susie was wearing jeans and a top, while Annie was wearing a dress. We played a few hands just t... get the idea on how to then we started in earnest.I lost the first hand and I removed my top."My that looks good," said Susie who gave me a good look over.Susie lost the next hand and calmly removed her top leaving her tits bare."My that looks good," I said repeating her words."My god, don't you wear a bra," said Annie."No never," giggled Susie. Even after all these years and despite my lack of climax, it was a sensation I adored. It was almost as if feeling a man’s once-aggressive, virile erection subsiding within me somehow represented the triumph of my soft femininity over his hard, masculine penetration; as if in the long run my weak impregnated feminine body was stronger than any man’s temporary sexual power over me. Maybe I should have stuck with psychology at University, I smiled to myself ironically as Pete’s cock slipped. I loved watching his ass get all red with hand prints as Mike smacked him hard. He soon shot a hot load of cum into his ass and they both screamed as Mike orgasmed and filled that tight virgin ass with cum. When he finished he pulled out then laid down on the bed to rest. I asked my bf how he liked his first fuck and he smiled and moaned softly. I then told Mike to undo the restrains and turn him around then cuff my bf back to the bed but this time he was on his back. I then ordered Mike to. "The assignment isn't what sissies wear. It's what sissies do." "I'm sorry, Mistress." I raise the chalk and write SISSIES again, but the scent of her hair stupefies me, her beauty blurs my vision. All I can think of is how near she is and how I long to touch her. Glancing down anxiously, I note that my panties are poking out in front, and an embarrassing stain is soaking through the shiny satin. Mistress sighs. "I guess some people just have to learn the hard way." She seizes my earlobe again.