It didn't take long for someone to come in and start the ritual of stroking my cock before going down on me. Only this guy didn't look like the normal... guys that come in to suck some cock. He was dressed like and actually looked like a tough guy with the thick leather belt, leather boots, chain on the wallet and worn jean jacket. I figured what the hell, if he wants to suck my cock who was I to complain. While he was stroking my cock he undid his belt, opened his fly and pulled out his own cock. Obviously my eyes were quickly drawn to her sexily moving hips. Jess was clearly putting on a show, as the next thing I saw was her hands unbuttoning her jeans while she continued to dance. Then she slowly peeled her jeans down her legs while still swaying her hips to some unheard music (I noticed at this point that she must have taken her socks and shoes off while my eyes had been closed, as she didn’t have them on now). As Jess finished peeling her pants off, she did a little dance for me in. If you can be an obedient little cumslave, maybe I won’t send this picture around campus. Does that sound like a good deal to you?’ I had to agree, lest my reputation be soiled around school. Not that I would have turned them down anyway, serving these two studs would be a fantasy-come-true. I bobbed my head up and down in agreement, my nose scratching against Nathan’s pubes. ‘I’m sorry, what was that? I think the proper response was, ‘Yes master, I’ll swallow your cum whenever you ask.” I. I tried, but couldn't handle it. The way they looked at me, as if I was about to POUNCE and not with hugs either. It was very hard.(jan) Ah, that sounds like a very great program, Tigger. The men who participate must be near saints, I would imagine some of the volunteers even received real pounces or slaps. It would be incredibly hard.(CarrieGore) That's awful, Tigger. At least you tried though.(Anne_Phorcy) Isn't it funny that sometimes we're drawn to write about the things that disturb us?+.