Two fingers now ram into me with such speed and urgency I can’t help but scream out as the pleasure crashes through my body. His hand instantly clam...ps over my mouth, as I come all over his fingers. Quivering, my body feels miles high.Feeling weak at the knees, I hold onto his arm to steady myself. My eyes close trying to focus on anything other than him making me finish with hundreds of people surrounding us. Slowly my orgasm subsides; he pulls out his fingers and holds them in front of my. Sherri was standing in her chair leaning across the table staring into John’s eyes. He had a blank look on his face as if he did not even know she was there. Sherri smiled then she sat back down in her chair. I walked into the kitchen joining them.“I did not know you were up John,” I said to John as I went to him.“Just having ice cream with my girl here,” John replied smiling at me.Sherri laughed as she said, “John I am not your girl mommy is.”“No you both are,” John replied looking to me.John. I was riding in a truck with an old man who had promised me work driving a tow truck once we got to his home town in California. I remember once stopping at a gas station in Arizona and taking off one of my shoes to check on my battered feet. The socks I had put on three days before were matted to my feet and looked totally gross. I just put my shoes back on and wondered why the hell I had left home. At 18 years old this was the craziest thing I had ever done. I recall rolling into the old. "Whatelse?" sharply."Your submissive." Her silence commanded more.My voice began to build in passion and excitement as I listed myobeisance: "Your maid, Mistress; your slave, your plaything, yourhelpless slut, your whore!" My legs were trembling."Good. Very good" my Lady said acceptingly. "Are you a man?" No, Mistress. I am a silly little sissy." I think you may be a little girl," you insisted, "a little sissy girlpretending to be a man." No, Lady, please." I was tearing up and feeling.