She was fascinated by her swelling breasts and puffy nipples and would constantly play with them. Her parents wouldn’t buy her bras because she woul...dn’t wear them! Her pussy was constantly craving attention and she took to wearing dresses without panties so she could scratch her itch whenever she needed to. They had to home school her because of all the attention she received in class. They didn’t teach her much, since sex was all she cared about. They figured her good looks and love of sex. The finale was an electric blue, satin nighty that came tomy knees.Her work done, she took a curtain rope and tied my wrists together infront of me and using the rope leading from the bonds she slowly ledme to the mirror. What I saw took my breath away. In the mirror I sawa hot, ravishing creature that could have been out of a Victoria'sSecret catalogue. I was so hot, I almost came right there. After aminute of silence, Mistress Shania said, "You're not just prettyslave, you're drop-dead. You might not have been a young, female slut, but you were just the kind of young slut I was looking for.I still wanted you, but decided that you would have to earn it."Whoa," I said. "I wasn't expecting a dude. When I saw that ass barely covered by those girly jeans and that slutty thong, I figured I would be getting a chick that was good to go, not some boy in whores clothes."You looked down at the ground, flushing red with embarrassment. You playing shy just turned me on more."Is that what. Tom led us through the kitchen to a smaller room a utility and play room, hanging from a substantial hook in the roof was a rope with a sprung hook he deftly attached it to the cuffs and she stood passively waiting for me to attach her ankle cuffs and fit a spreader bar that Tom supplied from a cupboard in the corner. It was Tom himself that tightened the rope till she stood arms above her head, and then secured it before he removed her high heels which left her on tip toe. Next to my.