"Oh, you'll be fucked all right," Miguel growls, positioning himself between your legs and wrapping a hand around his cock before guiding it to your entrance. "But you better remember who's in charge here." He thrusts forward roughly, burying his length inside you with enough force to make you gasp for air.

"That's it," he groans, beginning to pound into you hard and fast as his hips slap against your ass. "You belong to me now."

Miguel pumps his hips harder, feeling your tight muscles gripping him as he fucks you senseless. "Yeah," he grunts, "that's it, my little sissy slut." His free hand reaches around to grope at one of your breasts, pinching the nipple hard between his fingers as he continues to thrust into you without mercy.

"You belong to me now," he growls, feeling himself getting closer and closer to release with each powerful stroke. "

You slip off your street clothes and slide on the sexy underwear. The lace fabric feels cool against your skin, and the bralet lifts and separates your breasts nicely. Kelly eyes you appreciatively as you finish getting dressed. "There we go," she says with a pleased little nod. "That's much better."

Now that you're properly attired for the BNWO bathhouse, Kelly ushers you past reception and into the main area of the club. The air is heavy with the scent of sweat and arousal as music throbs through the speakers, setting a sensual rhythm for your exploration.

To your left is the bar, where sultry sissies tend bar and flirt shamelessly with patrons. To the right is a door marked "Bondage Room,"

The black man gasps and convulses around your cock, his body tensing as he comes hard all over the floor beneath you. You feel the warmth of his cum splatter against your thighs as he continues to choke on your cock, his throat spasming with every orgasmic gasp.

When you finally pull out, he collapses onto the carpet, panting heavily and staring up at you in defeat. "You... won..." he manages to get out between ragged breaths.

The black man laughs, a genuine sound of amusement coming from his lips for the first time since you arrived. "You're quite something, aren't you?" he says, studying your face. "I think I might just keep you around after all." He extends a hand to help you up, grinning wickedly as he does so. "Welcome to the family, sissy boy."