I put my hands on the ground, and start moving my ass and hip like a little slut. I can't think anymore. The only thing in my mind is that I am a nast...y slut and should act like one."Now, slut, fuck yourself for me", she said.I quickly turned around and split my ass with my hands. Showing my sissy hole to her. I moved my middle finger around as I moved my asses back and forth to fuck my finger."Ummmm" I moaned, "thank you Mistress"I was so comfortable I could not crawl anymore.I gave up and lied. But tonight, she was tired and really just wanted to go home after a hard day of preparing food and drink for a banquet the King had held. She did the work as quickly as she could and started to head for the servants entrance back down in the kitchen. No one would be wandering the halls. Everyone was down in the great hall drinking and eating and dancing.Tithy could have gone after her work, but she had no care for it. The King's parties could get raunchy, so she heard, and she had no desire. Presently, Rissa, as she preferred being called, brought out wine glasses and a sassy Gewurztraminer from a nearby Finger Lakes winery. After a while, I found myself getting a little toasted, as wine kept appearing just as I thought the bottle was empty. Dinner came, and with it more wine. Dinner was cleared from the table, but the wine continued to flow. Before I knew it, I’d had more than my share of alcohol and worried about driving home, more than two hours away. Reading my mind, Claire. Justin talked about his family, career goals, dreams, and asked me about mine. I told him some things no one knows about me, I felt as tough I could trust him well. I obviously didn't tell him I hadn't told these things to anyone else. A crackling door slam frightens us and we turn around to see that Justin's dad was gone. I turned around to look back at justin to feel our lips touch. I didn't mean to, but I happened to open my eyes during the kiss, to see his gentle eyelids closed, and his.