‘Name please, have to be polite you know,’ said the bartender grinning like a fiend. After coughing to clear his throat, the red head replied in a...rather nervous voice ‘Ryan.’ ‘I’m Becca,’ said Becca, smiling enthusiastically. ‘Ok, birthday Becca, lets get this party started. Ryan if you would please hop up on this bar and lay down. Careful of your balance, it’s kinda narrow.’ The bartender helped Ryan lay down without falling off and then turned back to her. ‘Now my dear girl, what is your. But I said the bra is white. She said this one is, the black one is in my bag. Well lets pop it off and get you undressed I said. she held up an arm and I pulled her up to a setting position, she snaped the front clasp and set her tits free. She doesn't have big tits, thirty four B's but they look just perfect on her little body. I asked if I could take her pantyhose off now? She said yeah and stood up so I could pull them down. I stopped just above her knees so I could have a look at her. I must have been doing something right as he began encouraging me, calling me his baby, telling me how nice my mouth felt on his cock. I became aware of my own cock, it was standing erect and my balls hung free between my legs, I felt the urge to start stroking my 4 inch dick, as I wrapped two finger round the shaft, I moved my hand up and down slowly I felt the pressure building almost immediately, and when Phil took my head between his large hands and began thrusting even deeper, his cock. Master had told me to wear a sissy dress, but wasn'tspecific as to which dress, underthings, etc. I guess I was supposed totry and make him happy. With the thought rambling around in my head, Iwent to the bathroom to get ready. Shaving was a thing of the past,thanks to many thousands of dollars worth of laser treatments, so Ididn't need to worry about that. I took a bath with perfumed bath oil,washed my hair in the sink. I had been letting my hair grow out, andusually wore it in a low pony.