She opens the rear door of her truck and leans in giving me a clear view of her skirt covered ass and long tan legs. And what a lovely ass it is! I in...stantly rack my brain to figure out where I've seen such a lovely ass. We hold the door of the parking lot elevator for her to enter. She was dressed in heels and skirt with matching top that exposes just a hint of cleavage. I can smell her scent and think how sexy she is as she enters. I know I've seen her somewhere before. As she reaches the. Thus early on we had some great losses as they could also quickly replenish their army from their slaves, having been limited in their army size mostly by logistics and available weapons.Thus even if they lost fifty of their slave soldiers to one of our blade masters, they could train a new soldier in less than a month as they had a continuous and by then a fairly well working military training going on and their slaves could easily breed fast enough to not be depleted. Whereas it took us at. For the next two days she went about her duties in an erotic daze, naked under her skirt in accordance with his wishes. From time to time she found herself shut in a cupboard or cubicle squeezing her nipples – bringing herself to the brink of release but no further, in a perverse act of self-torture.When the promised van reached its secret destination and Katya finally clambered blindly from the back, she was led naked through doors and corridors until a man’s voice ordered her to sit, and long. The features of her face were exquisite, making it look somewhat innocent and childish. Her long shapely legs were bare and she wore a short black skirt that had a small slit on her left side. Her rounded hips were swaying rhythmically as she walked. Her long dark blond hair was cascading over her shoulders. Peter was hypnotized by the sight. He wanted desperately to reach out and touch her. His natural shyness was about to vanish. Then, he was overcome by an inexplicable fear. What if she just.