The taller one was clearly gay, and somehow in this context that was somewhere between comic and calming. The other one was Spanish, with limited Engl...ish, he ogled me freely, but the smile and handshake were ok. I decided I liked them both, and would continue to like them just fine until those jeans shorts came off… and then I’d just close my eyes and hope I didn’t make a wet mark when I sat down. ‘K, bitch,’ the gay one said, winking. ‘Let’s try to do everything single take, because I got a. Now go on an take those off. She must have learned something at her house because she didnt wait a second after I finished before stripping down to her panties. Then she looked up at me with those pleading little eyes. Come now Cyra, dont make me be mean to you. Off with those panties now. She took them off and we walked inside. I took her straight to the basement. I had recently had it finished so it could be my girls room. All of them together and only one way out… through the master bedroom.. Practical tests ... she made me an offer. Long-term no-fault contract, House Guzman would pay for my education, pay off any loans, and in return, I either remained in service to her House or its assigns, or I could leave ... and pay off my loans – without the interest.“Either way, Milady, it was a damn good deal.”“I gather you like being property...”“I wasn’t sure at first. I’m sure you know the difference between ‘submissive’ and ‘owned’...”Donna nodded and chuckled.“Well, it took me some time. I started getting messages from men in their 50s and upwards, saying all the tings they wanted to do to me. It really turned me on, but after talking a bit to them, I was put off. I didn't really match with any of them. Some wanted me to be the active part, some wanted to make out, some seemed scary, and so on.. One evening I logged on to this gay meetup site, and I instantly got a message from a man who was 59. He was parked at the truck stop a couple of miles away from me, and was looking for.