On the other hand, Trish was petite, had shocking red hair, freckles and looked much younger than her actual eighteen years. She had only recently pur...chased a training bra because finally her breasts had started to blossom like a pair of reluctant rosebuds in dire need of fertilizer. Her very best feminine feature was her heart-shaped bottom that seemed to attract boys like a new toy on Christmas morning. Unfortunately for Trish, her delectable bottom was also a magnet of powerful attraction. This is going to build.Checking myself out in the lift as I go down to the ground floor. If my 'look' was any minimal, I would be stark naked!Now... my big entrance! It's quiet, some men in appalling suits at the bar. No you as yet.The Red Room, it's called, and all the walls are glossy red, and there are mirrors and... oooh, a seat where I can see the whole room. My front-bottom is agog! I only turn away for a moment to sneak a look at the girl behind the bar, and when I turn back...My. "Enjoy the show?" she asked sternly. "Did you like seeing Sarah get fucked as well? Did you learn anything seeing me get fucked by real men?" With a wave of her hand the two Other Daddies grappled me and pulled my clothes off. After a few minutes of vainly fighting back against them they then stood me back up, my wife still staring me down. "These two men are our masters," she said. "They are real men, they deserve every part of our bodies to do with as they please. I am owned by them,. “Emily, I can''t stay like this.” she whined knowing full well that what she wanted would of no bearing on Emily's final decision. “I don't see why not, “ Emily snapped but then to Tracey's relief she said to the boy, “ but you better go and get us one of the slave shifts.”The boy left with his usual last look at the naked Tracey and he returned ten minutes later with the familiar white shift.Putting it on while the two of them watched Tracey noted that the shirt was even thinner and maybe an.