When we got to the back theserver led us to a small room, closed the door andlocked it. I was ordered to my knees. The serversaid he needed to piss ...before he could fill our creamorder and Sean said I could be his urinal. I wastotally humiliated, sitting on my knees and beingtalked about as if were nothing but a piece of fuck meat touse and then I realized I was exactly that. Seandirected the server to just lay his cock on my tongueand let go until he was satisfied. The server openedhis. Fresh. Innocent. Lots of words come to mind. Did you know that asking questions is one of the most important traits of a new submissive?"Elaine shook her head."It is," he continued, lowering his voice and leaning closer. "Asking questions gives you the opportunity to listen. Submissives who don't listen aren't very good submissives, are they?"Elaine shook her head again."That's right. But it's also true to say that Dominants who don't listen aren't very good Dominants. From the beginning, I've. I began to pick up pace. Half pulling his arse to me and half pushing my cock into him. God, I was so turned on. I was so hard as I picked up the pace. Now I was properly fucking him. I stopped the slow gentle approach and started to fuck him more frantically. “Oh my god, I’m going to come inside you,” I said“Don’t come yet,” he said “I’m enjoying it too much. I want you to fuck me more.”I slowed down. Willing myself to be controlled. It was my first fuck. That was asking a lot.“Let’s change. .. or don't want to do, let alone getting them hard. Well ... Pete and David anyway. Guess that might take a bit more coaxing then," my wife said turning towards her friend, and then kissed her. Full on the mouth for one thing, but for another, her hand came up cupping Rebecca's breast. Even that startled her for a moment, it had been so unexpected, but seconds later realizing the intent behind it more than anything else, she began playing along. Either that, or she was admittedly becoming.