FREEDOM!!

Tossing the pouch away, you throw on the rest of the garb and wait for Doe to summon you to the downstairs party. Soon you hear Doe calling for “her dance toy.” Before you lose your nerve you saunter down the stairs as Salt-n-Pepa / En Vogue’s hit “Whatta Man” starts to play. You can see around the corner into the room as Doe, Melissa, Deborah, and Deborah’s receptionist Gina drink martinis and laugh loudly…with Mrs. Carmella Stanley, the wife of the client you’ve been trying to wow for the last three months.

Before you can skip away, Doe sees you and beckons you in. Committed to the cause now, you throw yourself into the dance, you throw every pop, rock, jazz, tai chi, punk, and slam move you know. The small crowd laughs and toasts you, especially when they notice your interesting subtraction to the costume.

As the song suddenly ends, you notice all of the women are wearing short skirts…and rubbing their legs together with hungry looks on their faces. Doe looks at you with approving eyes…and beckons you to get started as she spreads her legs and lifts her skirt, exposing her wet opening to all in the room. She crooks a finger to you, then moves the finger slowly and seductively to her clit. You obediently bow down and lick her clit, your fingers tracing her folds as Doe grabs your hair roughly.

At that moment you feel something against your leg. You pause in your endevours to look behind you…and see Mrs. Stanley openly playing with herself as the tip of her high heel lovingly rubs your exposed balls. At that point Doe grabs you, pulling your attention back to her pussy as the playful ball massage continues.