"Stand strait," she ordered.My sex starved cock strained against the chastity belt ogling in the sight of the Mistress before me. She was wearing a bl...ack corset which accentuated her figure making her cleavage all the more bountiful. She was wearing a red thong and black high heeled boots. She was wearing black lipstick and black thick rimmed glasses. She is a big girl which I loved.Mistress Millie noticed my ogling and my discomfort. She looked at my giving me a devilish smile and invited me. "No, I said do you trust me Olivia?" he repeats again. "Yes, Sir. I trust you completely," she says, turning to face him. "Good," he says, and turns her back around to face Mr. Quincy. Mr. Wellington places his hand on her shoulders and slowly slips the shoulder straps of her red dress off. Olivia had worn a short stretch-knit mini-dress with a sexy low-cut front and barely enough hem to keep from revealing what she wasn't wearing under it! Mr. Wellington slips the shoulder straps down her. Through the transparent walls of the tower’s rotunda, I could see lights coming on throughout the city in response to the deepening dusk. We stood apart for a long moment, looking at each other across the distance.My steps had no echo, as if the gallery floor was covered in a blanket of fresh snow. As I came closer, I saw Mother make the tiniest motion to embrace me before holding it in check, causing me to stop short. There was something almost fragile about her, a wordless nervous. She told me that dipika is a beautiful bombshell and I have to take care of her in and out. I understood what she meant.I was having a sleepless night wondering how she will be and what all is going to happen. Now guys can understand my situation.In morning I got a msg on whatsapp that she is waiting and I jumped out of bed had a shower and sprayed my favourite armani perfume and took all the things required for massage and reached her house.Even before knocking the door she opened the door and.