He took the small container of oil from the shelf with one hand and walked over to the head of the table standing over her. He put his free hand just ...below middle of her halter rap that was straining to contain her luscious mounds. He then dragged his hand upward pulling the garment up slightly. Rob looked down into Rachel's eyes with a seriousness to his expression. Then in one quick motion he pulled upward at the stretchy fabric, easily breaking it open as if it were tissue paper by using. ‘Mmm yes,’ I think. I love when you do that. A few moments later, your lips leave mine, trailing down to my neck. Your breath tickles my flesh. ‘God, yes!’ It feels so amazing. My breathing escalates, hitching after a few seconds of this burning lust builds inside me. You release my hands and I quickly move to remove your button to your shorts and slide your zipper down. I let them both fall to the ground around you. You do the same to my panties. I give you a cheeky smile, as you push up. "Hello Slave, I bet you have been wandering why I have not done anything to you yet haven't you slut?" Hello Master, Yes I thought you had forgotten about me" Well I have not slave and now it is your turn to have some fun, come to the toilets and I will be in the end cubicle waiting for you" Ok Master I am on my way" As she started to head towards the toilets she dropped to her knees as David turned the vibrators on to full power and he then turned the stimulators on and she struggled to her. The light from the house was shining into the woods, she knew they could see her at any time. Next to dying, what she was fearing the most, to be caught the way she was. Topless. It was cold out, and trying to cover her C-36 sized breasts werent as easy as she thought itd be. There was a perfect moment to grab her button up shirt when the man swinging a chainsaw fell over a fence…Why she didnt was beyond her. She mentally scolded herself for being stupid, when subconciously she knew that wasnt.