I would then make myself available for You and Your friends’ play.At Your desire I imagine I would be strapped over Your coffee table at first for t...he delectation of You and the other Mistresses, taking turns to spank, cane flog or whip me as the fancy took You or perhaps to be used as the recipient of a strap-on, being watched by You all and taken in turn. I would be gagged to make sure that I did not make a lot of noise and blindfolded to ensure that I could not see what was about to happen. It was becoming a mission for me. I was never bad in studies and used to get 60-65% grades every year. So one day I gained some courage and went to her cabin. My heartbeat was going out of control and also I was scared not to do anything which can leave bad impression on her. I just knocked at the door and heard “get in”. I Just stuffed the nervousness in some deep corner of my heart and greeted her with smiling face. She was checking some assignments and asked me to sit without looking at me.. Where else can a forty-five-year-old woman be naked and not have people running for the hills?" She held out her hands to the side, framing a body holding up well for her age."How's the business?" Vanille asked as she walked to the back of the truck to open the doors. Keeping her mind focused on work helped to dull the strangeness of what she was doing."Wonderful. I guess not having to buy clothes leaves you with a lot of spare money. I make out better here in three days than I do at two or. We looked lovingly at each other as she stepped into a pair of pale pink panties. When she had pulled them up, covering her dark triangle of pubes, I pushed my briefs down to my knees and let them drop to my feet. I stood then, my hard cock pointing almost vertically in front of me.Katie rushed forward to kneel in front of me, taking my cock in a soft hand to stroke gently while the other hand cupped my balls. My cock jerked in her hand and she let go, maybe fearing that I would start shooting.