He breathing was deep, and I could tell she was getting close. A near growl came from her throat, "Now, Jeff, now. Put it inside me all the way." I s...tood up and licked my lips tasting her juice smeared all over them. Meg's scent and the taste always causes an incredible primal stirring in my loins. Heat pumps through me until I break out in a sweat, my breathing becomes heavier and my cock gets full enflamed with desire. She'd gotten me more than simply turned-on, and I was ready to submerge. But I wasn't! I was a man! Who did manly things! Like...Manly things, like sashaying in heels, wearing tons of lipstick in myface, being a pretty fuckbuddy for a woman... So I wasn't gay! I wasstraight. Totally normal in this world. I didn't need men to console...Ah, now that was wrong. I needed someone. This redhead goth boy with hisbig testes and his long erection and his ridiculous black leathergarments was my best friend ever who'd known me for many years.I hiccuped. My best friend for many. My humiliating position is getting painful now, and I thinkshe realises it. My hands are quickly freed, then my legs, and slowly,stiffly I sit up on the bed.Mistress looks at me, in tight jeans and a high necked black sweater,hands on hips, "Right my little butt slut, get yourself cleaned up anddressed, we're going out today. I'm sure you can find something suitablein the clothes I've had brought in for you."She leans in and kisses me on the ball gag, "But my darling, don't takethis off yet. I recorded my kit anyway, so they would be there. I will make my own mix after Amy makes hers. Anyway, just to get the drum tracks, takes up most of the day.I will try to use Friday to lay down my guitar tracks. Then Sunday, we can concentrate on a bass track, a lead track, and then vocals, both lead and backing. This will be the session that Amy will Engineer/Produce. If she is around on Friday, and I'm still trying to get the guitar tracks, she will be a big help then as well.At least I was.