I then did my best to rub it into the carpet with my shoes (not my proudest moment). By this point, my friend had been passed out for about half an ho...ur and after cumming (and with the slight pang of guilt over invading his privacy) I tried to wake him up. He didn't move (he'd had several whiskies and beers whereas I'd stuck to beer). I needed the toilet and fancied a smoke even though I’d quit, but I knew Al the barman would have some, so I took one off him and a lighter and went outside after. He used rubbers but still ... Thank God forthat. He was the insistent one. I'm shocked and a little disgusted by mylack of control. I was in no frame of mind to make intelligentdecisions. I was in complete surrender. I actually felt a littledisappointed when he did put one on. What an asshole I was. I swoonthinking about how lucky I am that it was a gentleman like Daniel thattook my virginity. Condoms or not, fingers, tongue, toys, lubricant all found themselvesinside me. Taking the enema was. In past vanilla relationships it had been asked several times to participate in an ffm experience but it had always been able to say no. It explained quickly that it liked men exclusively and had no desire to go the “other way”. But it knew that it wouldn’t and couldn’t do that with Master. But could it actually put its mouth on another woman’s pussy? The thought of it sent different thoughts into the slave’s mind. It was thoughts of both disgust and curiosity. It had always heard that. They wanted to feel it. When the first drop hit directlyon the nipple my body arched to meet it. I wanted this, I wanted to feel thepain that only you could provide me. As my breasts were covered I slipped intomyself. My mind flashed on your smile, your eyes, and your voice. I could hearyou in my head. The urge to cum struck me and it was all I could do not to.I was grunting in the gag, trying to get you to understand my need to cum.You stopped dripping the wax. I think you knew what I wanted..