“Would you like some tea?” she asked in her crisp British accent. I accompanied her to a small, pretty room done in soft pastels and a far cry fro... the black of her dungeon. She removed her mask to reveal a pretty and surprisingly sweet face. We drank tea and ate finger sandwiches as we talked about domination.Since Andy and I had been separated when training began, I asked about her.“Let’s go see her, shall we?” I said I would like that. “Control yourself,” Diana said. “Don’t over react.”When. When it was time to introduce guests, I introduced her again without explanation. We enjoyed the service and I noticed that she participated more than before. She had a good singing voice and could apparently read music allowing her to be a quick study. She was sitting between me and my Mom. Mom whispered to her. Beth smiled and whispered to me, “Your mother invited me to lunch. Is that okay?”“Very.” She squeezed my arm and whispered to Mom. Mom looked at me and smiled. When the service was. I moan as you stroke me. You tell me that tonight you plan to drive me to the edge and back. You might not even let me cum. You reach down beside the bed and retrieve a bottle of lube. You sicken up your fingers as I anticipate a slow, sensuous handjob. Instead, you raise my legs and spread them, rubbing them on my exposed asshole. Applying more lube, you slip first one, then two inside me. You know how much this turns me on. I moan, and gasp for breath as I take in the sensations. As your. I agreed and we met in King of Prussia and we were just talking about how we missed the military and other things about family friends etc when suddenly he asked if I was bisexual. Mathis shocked me as it came out of nowhere. He told me he liked my friendship and figured the most I would do is slug him or leave and the best scenario was I would say yes. I admitted that I was a hidden bisexual from my wife and had a few relationships and we did not say much at that time bust promised to chat.