"I won't be more than a few hours. And maybe I'll bring you back a doggybag!"It was an easy matter to arrange with the Motel Manager to leave our room...undisturbed. From there, I went to a nearby Beauty Parlor where I lookedthrough Ladies Magazines until I found a picture of a girl with haircolored and styled like Kaye's. The Operator told me it would be an easymatter to lighten my hair to that shade and cut and curl itappropriately.Two hours later, I looked at myself in the Beauty Parlor mirror.. Maybe I’d have to rethink that premise as we moved into a new year together and as the house got built.As I envisioned Elsa and Cindy naked and fucking the two guys, I admitted that a part of me also secretly liked the cuckold feelings – the masochistic emotion of self-flagellation, denial, and lack of self-worth. Two women I love are going to fuck other men and not me. I worked up some feelings of humiliation and inadequacy as we sat in the lounge. I deserved those feelings for sending my. He rimmed my arsehole with his finger, applying a little pressure and it felt strange, in a good way. My heart was pounded again, I’ve wanted this for so long. He continued with the pressure and I felt his finger ease into my arse. My body fought it but I relaxed and he entered further, slowly moving his finger in and out. It stung at first, but the longer he did it, the more pleasurable it became. I moaned against the gag and he pulled his finger out of my arse with a pop. “Now, slut, you. Many admired you, not only because of your knighthood, but because you were also considered one of the most beautiful women on the kingdom. Despite your intense training your body was kept lean, with the muscles seeming to accentuate your figure beautifully, you also had a tan from being outside so often. Your face was picture of feminine charm, seeming sharp and smooth, beautiful blue eyes decorated your face and golden hair that you always kept on a ponytail fell down your back. Your chest.