SHIRLEY PERCHES ON HER STOOL AT THE BAR. She poises to avoid any undue crushing of her trust up balls. She moves slightly and gets a thrill as she catches herself on the edge of the stool. She is hard and secreting precum. With one hand slowly stroking her moist penis, and the other holding her glass of red wine to her lips, she can still hear Zelda's last words as she left for her appointment.
"Be ready for me darling" she had said. "I shall need you tonight"
The effect on Shirley was electrifying. So much so, that during the following hard fucking by the two doctor's, which was akin to rape, she allowed the abuse of her body to continue without entering into the spirit of the event.
As enjoyable as she later considered it, all the time the they were fisting her, face fucking and beating her buttocks, she was thinking of Zelda and her requirements for later this night.
She hears the electronic lock on the front door open. She knows it is her Mistress and lover.
She rushes to the bedroom, grabbing a cane from it's rack and kneels on the floor. She is facing the bedroom door with her eyes down.
Her hands outstretched offering up the instrument for her Mistress.
But Zelda doesn't come straight to the
bedroom. Instead she goes to the bar and seeing the half empty bottle of red, pours herself a glass. She notes the traces of lipstick on the unfinished glass and smiles.
The leather upholstery is still warm on the other stool. She runs her hand over it, sensing the heat from her sluts bottom.It is then she feels the sticky precum that Shirley had secreted.
She licks the tips of her fingers and knows that her shemale slut is ready for her. T.B.C.