My penis wasn't inside her, but could have been easily with just the right motions. She pushed her butt into it harder with a sigh. I couldn't help my...self, I had to touch her nipples and squeeze just a little. She sighed again as they grew firm, responding to my touching.I began to gently stroke her breasts, going back to the nipples often for little squeezes and tender pinches. Soon she was gently pushing herself into me in a rythmn, my penis sliding just a bit in each direction as she did,. ’ Master nudged Lacie with an elbow. ‘Makes me too susceptible to the considerable charms of the pretty young ladies I’m with.’ Lacie rolled her eyes, but was secretly pleased by the compliment. She had to fight to keep her smile off her face. Tara finished measuring Claire and banished the three guests from her room, stating her need to get back to her ‘mountain’ of work. Master headed back to his offices at the north end of the mansion while Claire and Lacie decided to pop down to the. I did what he wanted, and he wanted me around. Soon we found ourselves talking during sex, normal everyday conversations as if nothing was happening. I had become an outlet, a release for the frustrations of his day. I was his quiet and docile lover, demanding nothing and taking him as he offered.One day, however, he was especially excited and I was to learn why in short order He took extra time, to make sure I was excited, wet and ready for him. He fucked me in a lazy almost distracted way,. Please tell me how to be a good girl for you." She smiled again and said, "A fourteen year old girl shouldn't be wandering around without a bra should she? Only a tart would refuse to wear a bra. I could lend you mine if you want. Unless you are a tart? A tart wears short skirts but a good girl might be allowed to wear trousers. Which are you a tart or a good girl?" My heart sunk as I realised what she was getting at. She wanted me to beg her to let me wear her bra so that I could be a good.