This weekend that just finished was the once a month weekend away with her girlfriend for Mistress. She normally leaves on Friday night and returns late Sunday night. Master had given me permission to go out on Saturday night to a closed party at the hotel that Cassie worked at. The entertainment was the public fucking of two of the better known female gang bang sluts around the area. There was always enough cock around for female or tranny. Master occasionaly let me go to these nights as they were very strictly managed for security and the quality of guests. Master had other matters to handle with the arrival of a work associate from America mid Saturday Afternoon. They were to make a presentation to the Board of his company on Monday and then his guest would fly out that night. While Master picked his guest up I would be seeing Joy at the parlour for some pampering, nail work and get a pink streak through my hair.

 Prior to dropping me off at the parlour on his way to the airport Master dropped a bombshell. Could his guest accompany me to the fuck night tonight. Oh fuck. That is just great and what poor timing? Does he know about me? Does he know what happens at these nights? I won't be able to pick up a guy (or guys) on the night. What will this guest expect of me on the night? Is his guest reasonably looking or a dog? I was so pissed off inside me but I tried not to outwardly show my disappointment as that would only mean a future painful punishment. Master told me that as far as he knew his guest was hetro and has never been in the company of a tranny. But he really wanted to spend some time with one. Oh great!!!!! That is nearly always the standard line I get. Normally they end up being slimy guys with disgusting habits and turn ons that totally sicken me.

When we arrived at the parlour I immediately got out of the car, no goodbye and went inside. That would result in a later punishment. Joy did her normal magic on me and as it was late afternoon she put on my party face for that night. A little botox in the lips and cheeks and in my opinion I was fucking beautiful. My phone went off with a message from Master that they would pick me up soon. When they arrived I jumped in the back of the car to be met by Greg as he was introduced by Master. A nice looking blonde guy in his mid to late thirties. The night would not be a total waste although he was wearing a wedding ring. Isn't it always the way. The good ones are always taken. On the way home there was plenty of idle chit chat as I felt as nervous as he appeared to be. He regularly glanced at my small bust. I asked him if he liked. He said yes. Why thank you as I blushed. On arriving at home we had a few drinks to relax the atmosphere and Master took the opportunity to give Greg the full story on my transformation and the relationship that we now share. Greg seemed genuinly interested and we both seemed to relax from that point on. He went off to shower and change. While he was out of the room Master directed me to sit on his lap. He whispered into my ear to ensure that Greg had a good time and got anything that he wanted. I nodded, gave him a passionate kiss and went off to get changed.

As with any Fuck Party my choice of clothing was my super short and clingy black party dress with straps. From experience it was best to dress in something that was easy to remove. I came back into the room and both men appeared very impressed with my look. Master drove us down to the Hotel where I had made a reservation for dinner before the show. On entering there were always some guys around who knew me and I introduced Greg to them. I texted to Cassie to come around and meet my dream boat if she was not busy. 5 minutes later she was there. As usual the male just loved her for the looks and her outgoing nature. I have lost some guys to her that you would think that I would avoid her at all costs. That is something that he can not do to your best tranny friend, and it is not that she goes out to do it on purpose. She stayed for one drink and then left to prepare for the night. While waiting for our meals I just had to ask him, why is a good looking married man who outwardly appears to be greatly in love his wife and family out with a faggot cock sucker. Totally embaressed he confessed to be turned on by cross dressing when he was very young. He had stopped when he was sixteen and had never seriously thought about it again, although every now and again he would wonder what it was like to go the full way. That was okay by me and I put my hand on the table to hold if he wanted to. He took hold of my hand and we had a lovely meal talking about things that any other couple would do on a date.

After the meal he escorted me into the secured room holding me around my waist. I knew most of the other people in the audience from previous events that I had been the entertainment. It was a surprise to most as normally I came alone and spent the night with other trannies posing around near the guys and leaving every now again with a guy to entertain him outside. Greg went off to get us a drink and being left on my own some of the regular guys thought I was available to be picked up. I apologised to them and pointed to my date at the bar. They were really good about it and backed out. Greg came back and we found a seat while waiting for the main entertainment. In the mean time the hostesses were making their way around the room taking drink orders and entertaing the men in their thongs and flimsy aprons with ultra high heels. There were female and tranny hostresses.

Fuck nights are essentially a public display of pre-selected victims who suck and are fucked by a select group of customers who have pre-paid for the experience. Victims can be either male or female and on most occasions have the same sexual preferences. As a result depending upon your vices that will decide the type of crowd. For example, as a tranny, when I have attended as a victiom we are normally allowed to suck guests and let them suck us. No anal penertration except by the pre appointed managers(usually 4 for 2 girls) for the night. Do not worry on those nights we are arse fucked regularly and it normally takes a couple of days before I can work properly again without pain. It is amazing at the number of female partners who accompany the guys on those nights. A guy on many occasions will hurt your cock or balls not intentially, as he does not know how to do you properly. The women take great delight in hurting the faggot in the cock and and especially in arse hole by forcing a number of fingers or the whole hand down there. You just have to take it. The reward is the beautiful amount of cock that you get to suck. My way of trying get back at any bitch that hurts me is to give her male partner the best blow job possible and we show her how much we both enjoyed.

Tonight is 2 women with 14 naked guys. The 2 women just love cock in all 3 holes and are laid on a table for their captors to attack them. Initially they are spread and tied to the legs of the tables as the guys grope their bodies. All of the audience partake in this part. Normally they will break off into 2 groups as the sucking and fucking starts. As with the rest of the audience Greg and I stand very close to the action but at no stage does he nake any move to even touch the women as the men are invited to. He is more than happy to watch the full show as I nestle into his stomach and his arms are wrapped around me. At times he puts his face into my hair to smell it and kisses it or kisses me on the neck. He runs his tongue around the tattoo on the back of my neck and asks me what it stands for. The music in the background is very upbeat and I gently sway to it with my arse cheeks occasionaly bumping his cock which I can tell is starting to grow. I knew that if he looked down he would be able to see my bare arse cheeks and my thong strap riding above my slut tattoo on the back of my waist as the heam of my dress rides with my movement. His hands occasionaly come around to my breasts and he cups them in his hands. He whispers in my ear that I fell and smell so beautiful and feminine. I want to turn around and kiss him passionatly but he is in the moment as he holds me strongly.

Before I know it the public fucking is over and people have moved into smaller groups around the room as the guys start to chat up the girls. I need to pee and excuse myself. We kiss as I turn around to leave. I decide to use the ladies and squat in a cubicle. I wash my hands and concentrate on tidying myself up in front of the mirror. There are about 6 other women in the toilet area chatting, smoking and re-doing their faces. They do not seem to mind my prescence. As I am concentrating on the job suddenly there is a hand up the front of my panties touching my balls. I turn around immediately pushing the hand away. I think to myself what fucking cunt has dared to come into the ladies to touch me up? It is Cassie who is cacking herself. She says to me dreaming about your dream boat? Before I can answer she tells me that she is leaving as a pretty rich trick has picked her up and is taking her back to his motel room for drinks. We kiss and she leaves  the ladies area with me before hooking up with her date and leaving. I go back to the table that Greg is sitting at although his attention is initialy on the fucking going around him. He asks me if I would like to go back to his room. I asked him to text my Master for permission. Master texts him back saying that is fine with that and he will see us at his place tomorrow for a late lunch.

We got back to his room and I have a shower. I come back into the main living area and he was lieing on the bed fully clothed. I was naked and stood there for him to see all of me. I asked him if he wanted me to stay or to leave. He asked me to stay. I go to the bed and lie on my side beside him. I let him run his hands down my shoulders, my breasts and my tummy. He fondles my nipples more out of interest if they are real. His fingers run along the line of my stomach just above my cock. Does my cock revolt him? I know many men who become physically ill or repulsed of the thought of touching it, not because there is something wrong it but just that guy touching guy thing. The tattoo above my cock that reads Entry At Rear seemed to mesmerize him. He continued to run his fingers along the line of the tattoo. I tol him that doing that will not rub it off. I ask him if he wants to undress as I start to strip him. He has a beautiful body and a gorgeous six pack. We kiss passionately as I work my tongue inside his mouth. He starts to tongue me and rub his cock against my cock. In many ways he is very feminine in his foreplay. Soft in the way that he touches and kisses me. As though he is scared of breaking me. At this stage he has made no attempt to touch my cock or my arse hole.

I am becoming very excited by now and I take his cock in one hand and rub it up and down his shaft as he continues to kiss me. I take his cock in both hands and as I break off the kiss I put my lips over the tip of his cock. He jerks up more in surprise I think but he quickly relaxes down on his back again. I sit on his chest and start to suck his cock offering my arse if he wants to stroke me there or my cock or balls. He obviously like me deep throating him although his only response is to occasionaly run his fingers along my anal rim. Every time he does that I moan. I want his fingers deep in my arse now. Is he playing with me? Why won't he finger fuck my hole. He whispers to me to fuck his hole. If I did not know better you would think that he was the female. I roll over to put a condom on my cock before I enter him. He stops me  and says that he wants to feel my cum in him. He trusts my Master's assurances that I am desease free. I roll him onto his side with his back to me and I start to finger his hole. He is so tight, not just from being a virgin but also that he is so tense. This will be my first cherry ever- male or female. This has actually given me a hard on sufficient to at least enter him. I try to massage the head of my cock around his rim. He is certainly turned on but he is just too tense to relax his hole to take my cock. Even after I slightly get it in he moves away as it is hurting him too much.

He turns over to look me in the face and apologises. I tell him not to worry about it as he moves his head down to my cock and takes it in his mouth. He startes to suck me ever so softly. After a while I start to direct him what to do which he appears more than happy to do. This is certainly arousing him while I give him a hand job at the same time. I then try to push my cock further down his throut which immediately puts him into shock and spits my cock out. I go into the 69 position and start to lick the head and the shaft of his cock, and then deep throat him. He in return starts to meekily suck my cock as I take his cock all the way down my throat and tickle his balls with my fingers at the same time. He definetely loves it this way. By now he has a good 8 inches of cock and I slide in backwards to his tummy. I take his condom covered tool and direct it into my hole. He has now come alive and proceeds to pound me. He wants me on my back with legs spread to take his cock again. I do as I am instructed and take his cock deep into me. I am moaning and begging him to fuck me more. He has me pinned on the bed and is driving his cock deeply into until his cum explodes and he drops down. I take the condom of his now withered tool and drop it into the toilet. I freshen up again and come back to bed for sleep. Before we drop off to sleep he tells me that this was the first time that he has been sucked in years as his wife considers that act to be dirty.

I woke up the following morning and look over to see Greg with his eyes closed. I go under the sheets and go down to his cock and start to kiss it and lick the lip. He responds although he continues to pretend to be asleep. Suddenly there is a knock at the door just as I am getting a bit of life into his cock. Oh shit he says that is probably the breakfast I ordered. I can't go with this as we looked at his hard on. I asked him if he wanted me to go.  I got up and put my thong on to cover my cock and opened the door topless. The waiter nearly dropped the tray in surprise. I gave him a good perv and thanked him for bringing our breakfast up. Greg could only laugh as we started on the breakfast.

Once we had finished I went to the bathroom and took out the cords from the electrical appliances and complimentary bath robes. I went back to the bed and started to massage his back and shoulders and kiss him all over. Once he was relaxed I spread him on his stomach by his wrists and ankles tied to the bedposts. He certainly seemed to enjoy this and was more excited when I smacked his arse cheeks with my open hand. I sat in front of his head and pulled it back by his hair instructing him to suck my cock. He hungarily sucked and chewed my cock as I occasionaly continually to smack his arse. With that I blindfolded him and came back with the lube from bag. I jumped on his back as he kept asking me what was going on. I lubed his arse hole and then covered my cock in it. At the start after fingering him for a while I slowly slid my cock into his arse hole. My cock went straight in and I started to pump him. He was moaning like a girl. Personally I hate this type of play unless I am the one in bondage so I pulled my cock out and released him. He started to kiss me passionetly  and begged me to go into him again. I slid my cock into him again as we lay on our sides and I gently started to pump again. He reciprocated by pushing his arse out as I pumped in. With each movement I was now rubbing his cock and balls with my hands as I cuddled up to him. He told me that he was in heaven as both ends were being fucked. I started to feel him cumming and tried to lift my head over his waist and point his hard on towards my mouth. Some I got to swallow, while other sprays went on him and on the bed. I was not fimished as I continued to pump him until I could not hold on any more and shot my cum into him.

We both slumped onto the bed hugging and kissing each other totally out of breath and with cum over us and the bed. Eventually we got up to shower with each other and the only thing Gregg could say was how was he going to explain the sheets on the bed as he had to come back here tonight to sleep.