It was the first time she had been operated on and it was strange to have them inflate the mattress under her body and simply slide her onto the table...like she was floating on air.After that things got blurred and she remembered that she woke up with Mike sitting in the chair next to her bed in the recovery room. Of course, he was on his cell phone playing some game or texting someone that he didn’t bother to talk to on the phone any longer because it was too confining and took too much. We quickly knocked back the shots, and I fought to remind myself that my goal was to get them to commit to my deal, and not just get fucked blind by his thick slab of manmeat. I wriggled experimentally and, more than pleased with the result, slowly eased myself up and down the pole impaling me. Big Bill bucked suddenly, surprising a moan from me.It attracted the attention of the others, but I didn't want him to stop -- and he didn't. Grabbing my waist again, he started working me up and down. Nina's lips aimed for the girl's clit, and she started licking it firmly at the same time as she rubbed her fingertips over the girl's G-spot.The young slave rose up on her toes, arching her pelvis toward Nina's devilish mouth as she moaned loudly, momentarily overwhelmed by the combined sensations. Her reactions drew the attention of several of the other women, and a small group moved closer to get a better view of what was happening.Nina decided to prolong the girl's pleasure, at least. We got along OK, but she was occasionally bossy. She thought of me as the hired help rather than as a step-father.Well, my uniform was an immediate issue. Courtney had chosen anandrogynous maid-type outfit. It consists of black leggings, a whitesatin skirt, and a leotard top. There is also a satin apron and hat.The shoes are a two-inch wedge. When I objected, Courtney warned, "Youare lucky that I chose this outfit. My mother wanted you to wear atotal French Maid's outfit with 4-inch.