My loving Dom and Jeff, my thoughtful and caring lover were renting me out for sex….prostitution? Indian sex . . …$1000/hour…..Hmmm. I had been moaning rather loudly but as I came I changed almost to a scream because of the intensity of my orgasm. “HEY, not bad, huh? I looked up as we went by and saw may best friend, Stephanie, was secured to the wall. My Mistress was recreating my fantasy to perfection. I Heard Claire say “Brenda, come for a sec would you?” The two girls moved over to the side out of my sight. What I didn’t know was what was going on upstairs. It was wonderful girl kiss, different from a man’s, her soft lips pressed against mine, her smaller tongue probed my mouth but not as aggressively as a man, the feel of her tits pressed against mine was making me horny again. My Mistress was recreating my fantasy to perfection. Not long after the voices I heard the door open and suddenly the light came on and I began blinking to adjust to it as I heard the sound of heels clicking on the steps and then “Oh my GOD!” a female voice said. “Hi sweetheart, time to getup,” She whispered to me and pulled the dido out of me.
