I smile as I see that the balm is mojito-flavoured, a gift from a friend who knows my favourite tipple.No cocktails for me tonight, I think to myself.... I need to keep my wits about me, especially after that wine.Once I am ready, I check my other messages, reply to the important ones and make my way down to the main hotel bar. I order an orange juice and send you a message to tell you where to find me. Then I find a table and sit staring at my phone, waiting for a reply.I position myself so that. "No, Jerry, keep looking at my pretty feet. Do you remember squirting your warm cum all over my foot the other night?" I nodded. Then I felt her thumb rubbing against my sensitive frenulum. "Oh Godddd!" I moaned, as I felt the first signs of an approaching orgasm. She smiled at me, recognising the signs as my cock throbbed under her fingers. "We can't leave you like this for your evening with Mommy can we darling. I'm sure you'd be so embarrassed to have her see your erection wouldn't you?. "Mistress Amanda led us downstairs into the training room in the basement,large multi-purpose area with some imposing furniture that was designedto torment sissies and submissive males, including two inspection tablessimilar to the ones they have in doctor's offices, each with a set ofimposing metal stirrups that both Mistress Amanda's sissies knew wereabout to be used on them. The two were too weak and broken to do anythingbut take their place on the tables and put their feet in the. He had to show us exactly what he did. To reach these creatures I had to adjust my mind. This was like trying to sing octaves too high with my voice. We found only basic thoughts of hunger, pain and fright among others. The boy got a hug from me and he seemed to like this reward.Geela smiled at me and said, "It was easy. Do you want me to do something else?" Yes I do Geela. This little snake here is going to be your buddy. I want you to feed him or her and try to make some sort of bond. You.