“Most of my men get off on it,” she tells me. “You have seen men really turned on by that look before they fucked me while you watched. Let me p...rove a point to you,” she smirked as she picked up the phone and dialled room service.“Heels, legs apart and just a blouse with all the buttons undone, lets see who gets the most attention,” Jan smiled five minutes later just before the twenty-year old room service boy let himself in.“We want you to tell us which look you prefer? Which one turns you on?. My favorite memory was when I came over early for the cookout. One of the best decisions of my life lol! It was just Cecilia, Eira and maybe 3 or 4 more people that were already there. Most of the people were hanging out in the backyard. I noticed Cecilia wasn't there so I figured she was upstairs in her room or somewhere in the house. I figured I would go inside to look for her and I had to use the bathroom anyway. I didn't see her downstairs so I made my way upstairs to her room. When I got. The spotlight and the main lights then went out, and I wondered what might be happening, when they main dimed lights came back on. The Master and his slave had disappeared, and had been replaced by a huge, muscled, naked and oiled dark skinned man, sporting the most enormous penis I had ever seen. It must have been getting on for a foot long, curving upwards and really thick. I’d seen a lot of cocks in the baths after rugby matches but nothing to match this enormous weapon. The man who had been. As if knowing what I’m thinking he declares, “And you are not allowed to make yourself cum till I say so.” “What, not even at home?” I sound like I’m whining. “No, not even at home,” he scoffs. “If you want to be my slut, you have to follow my command, to the letter.” Wow! I don’t really know how I feel about that. One part of me rejoices in him wanting to have that much influence over me, that he cares enough to want it. Another part is appalled that I’m even thinking about letting him.