“Very well slave, you may begin serving.” “Yes Master.” She started serving the dinner. Wine glasses were filled the the salad was served. ...Then the main course of steak and peas and carrots were served. As she served the meal, many of the men patted her ass. Some were even so bold to slide a finger over her practically exposed pussy. A few of the women fondled a tit or pinched a nipple. Some commented about its firmness or shape, and the youthfulness of the slave they were attached to. . Jerome collapsed on the bed, but I sucked his dick like a hungry whore lapping up his cum. Finally I sucked him clean…As my Black Master recovered himself on the bed, I called Abby, one of her former girlfriends. She was an ebony beauty and she was a slut; one of her fantasies was licking my pussy full of cum…I told her to hurry up, because my cunt was filled with black cum.As Abby arrived, she stripped off and I let her to lick my filled pussy.The bitch moaned with a satisfactory sound as she. Youreally enjoy wearing women's clothes. Now you are looking at women asmodels of what you want to be. You are starting to look at men aspossibly desirable. You are growing breasts voluntarily and you evenwant to speed up the process. You have taken on many femininemannerisms as well. Several women at the bookstores have asked me ifyou are gay, because of your demeanor and the way you hold yourself. Iknow that you are not gay, nor are you a transvestite. You are a manwho is on the way to. Boy did she look good dressed in white, but then she always did, no matter what she was wearing or how little. I could see her smiling at her guests until her eyes found mine. Her smile froze and worry lines appeared on her brow; then she was gone out into the sunlight. I watched from the edge of the crowd while the happy couple were being photographed."What are you doing here," a sharp voice said, I turned and there was Eve, the brides younger sister and by the look of her, her chief.