I could hardly breathe I was so excited as I came out and stood before him almost naked – my breasts rising and falling as I took deep breaths, almo...st shaking with sexual excitement. He told me to lie down on the couch, and to lift my legs so that he could start his examination. He rubbed the side of his hand between my legs and then told me to place my legs in the stirrups and then knelt down to first kiss my opening and then slowly lick all the way from my anus up to my clit. I wanted to. What made this incident special was that here a strictly lesbiangirl was forced to have sexual intercourse with a man. I now understood thatthis must have been extraordinarily stimulating to my Mistress?s dominantpassion. This gave Her ultimate power over my sexuality. At the same time Iknew that my submission to my Mistress would never have been complete if I hadinsisted on my proudly cultivated lesbian disposition, which unacceptablyrestricted the power my Mistress was able to exercise over. ” Grinning haughtily he asked, “Do you want more? Red could take it into her pussy but you wouldn’t dare do that would you?” I started to get up but he stopped me. “You have to tell me you want me in you,” he said sternly, “or you can't do it. Of course, that means Red will have done something you were too cautious to do. My eyes flared wide. I wouldn’t be outdone by that uppity slut. “I want you in my pussy!” Not showing any emotion he replied, “No. I'm not sure you really do.” “I want you to. Perhaps that was partly right because I had never known my father. My mother had got pregnant to some man when she was eighteen, and on receiving the news of her condition, he fled. After that there were a series of “uncles,” many of whose wandering hands I had to fight off. I suppose it was a miracle that I was able to come to Ted in tact. “Father image” was a bit ridiculous because even in these days of sexual promiscuity among young people, Ted would have had to be an extremely enterprising.