I graduated with honors and went to Yale as an English major. Glen had heard that Ashely graduated with honors as well and was going to Wesley to major in law.

During my sophomore year, I met Kristen. We were roommates, and I soon found out that we had very similar interests; an interest in girls being the main one. Kristen was cute. She was 5’1” with long blond hair and blue eyes. She was petite, and could sing like an angel. She often sang me to sleep at night.

One night, I came back to the dorm after a horrible date, ranting about how I need to just have meaningless sex.

“I need to get fucked and do some fucking,” I told her.

“I know a place were we can do that. Are you game?” Kristen asked.

“Hell yes,” I said.

“Are you a top or a bottom?” she asked.

“A top,” I answered.

Kristen took me to a house just outside of town. Her friend’s name was Sam. We entered the house, and it was like a whole other world. Gorgeous women everywhere, some naked, some damn near naked. Some had collars around their necks, and piercing clamps in places that I did not think it possible. Sam introduced herself to me and told me that she was the mistress here.

“Here are the rules, if you chose to stay,” she said. “Number one, there are cameras everywhere here. You’re being watched for everyone’s safety. Number two, no one is every really physically harmed. And three, if the safe word is said, you must immediately stop. You can have any woman, or as many as you can handle.”

Sam gave me and Kristen three collars. She clapped her hands and twelve naked women came into the room and immediately kneeled on the floor with their heads down in a submissive position.

I whisper in Kristen’s ear, “This is amazing!”

My eyes were wide, taking in the naked women with bodies right out of a Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue, kneeling before me. I have never felt so powerful, or felt such unmitigated lust for the female body. I looked at each woman, sometimes making them stand to feel the weight of their breast in my hand, or touching their silt just to see how wet and ready they were. As I got to the last girl, I made her stand. Her hair was a chocolate brown that looked great for pulling. Her breasts were roughly a size C cup, her ass was perfectly round, and she had a shaved center. My head was screaming, “Bingo! We have a winner!”