How could I promise you’d blow a guy you’ve never even met before? Are you serious? You just took a job where you do that every day…and usuall...y more than once a day! Yesterday you blew a waiter in a restroom just because he smiled at you a few times. At least this time the guy is going to buy you a couple of drinks first!” I tried to respond, but I couldn’t find any words to deny what she was saying. As my mouth opened and closed wordlessly, Kathy laughed. “Yeah, that’s what I thought:. I reluctantly stripped out of my pants and was wondering what the FUCK was going on & when & where this was going to stop.In fact, I was now becoming seriously concerned whether this was indeed a diagnostic center & whether I was getting trapped in some rotten MMS scandal. I had no way of checking and I was helpless.“Next your underwear also”…Smita’s voice broke my thought. This had to come. As soon as I took off my underwear, my heavily leaking cock sprung into open view. My cock was standing. And stop thrashing around. You're not making it any easier. The more you cooperate, the less it'll be painful, and who knows? Maybe you'll even start enjoying it. Not too much, I hope, though.”Rick reluctantly complied. Yet, his body was still tense as he heard the suggestive cap of a plastic bottle being cracked open.“Apply enough lube. You're not supposed to hurt him. At least not physically. Just humiliate him. And do it right. Big time,” Rick heard Kate's voice calmly explain.Wasn't Rick's. May I introduce you to Celine, our kitchen maid."Celine was busy cleaning the kitchen. She turned around as Janet approached her. Janet gasped in awe. Celine was a slim brunette with what must be the biggest tits she has ever seen. They looked like the watermelon M still had tightly secured within the depths of her bowels."Not only is she responsible for buying our fruit, making sure we always have some nice melons here. She also provides us with a daily glass of fresh milk. C'mon dear, show.