My heart pounded every time I heard the connect tone over my modem, hoping that in a few seconds I would be reading the message from the man I longed ...to be with and serve. Alas, my heart sank again; there still was no response from Him. I had made a big attempt to impress him at my "audition" in the motel room. My body was completely free of body hair and moisturized, making it soft and silky to his touch. I had spent the previous week dieting to slim down even more, and gave my face. My arms pulled on my cuffs, wanting to push up and stand so I could see her.Ms. Petrov grabbed my hair. I squealed out at the shock of pain as she jerked me upright and pulled me from her desk. The tip of her dildo prodded my ass as she backed me up a few steps. Though it hurt, being pulled around by my hair made e feel like such a dirty, submissive slut.This wave of heat rippled out of my virgin cunt. My cock twitched from the excitement. My nipples tingled. I clenched my asshole down around. She moaned. I warned her that if she conintued moaning there would be punishment tomorrow, but she couldn't seem to stop herself and started crying out in pleasure, and occasionally saying "Thank you Mahatma, Bless you Mahatma, Yes Mahatma." She eventually shuddered very violently and relaxed, but I aggrivated her pleasure centers with the intruments. She jerked away. I walked out of the room. When I came back with the rope she was in "Supplicate," crying. "Forgive. Without thinking I opened my mouth again and was rewarded with a limp cock being pushed in. The boy told me not the suck but to lick it. When I did so it tasted different than before. It was my first (but certainly not my last) taste of boy cum. The other boy of course was behind me and without any hesitation he pushed his cock in my hole. I was glad I had something back in there. He wasn’t as gentle as the other boy and started pumping with deep and fast strokes (I thought at that time but it.