“Stop it, it’s just a massage,” I reminded myself sharply, and quickly finished with my shower.As the appointed time drew nearer I again began t...o feel nervous about letting this stranger see me and touch me. I drew on my light purple silk robe and sat for a moment, pondering what kind of panties I should adorn. I finally decided on a matching purple silky thong, not knowing if he would need access to massage my ass. “Better to be safe than sorry,” I thought, grinning a bit.I looked at the clock. All slaves of mine follow all my orders no matter how painfully physical it is for them or how immoral they are.I started this tradition when one friend of mine came to me and told me how badly she wanted to have sex and loose her virginity. Until then I never thought i would be a master. She was so desperate that we had sex. And she liked to be dominated. She did all what i told her. We tried anal sex only the second time and after that there was no stopping. She introduced many of her friends. I hoped to watch them but it was crowded and I only caught glimpses of them as they slow danced. After one dance Jean returned to the table without Ted. I thought our plans for a sexy evening were over, but Jean informed me that she needed to be fucked by another man and Ted seemed nice. She had also felt between his legs to find, as her friend said, he had a very nice sized cock. She had invited him home with us if I agreed. I was as ready as she was and said yes immediately. We walked. "Corky suppressed a flinch as Mrs. Dalrymple reached out to pat Corky's shoulder softly. "Well, I do hope you'll come to dinner soon," she said. "Have you said good-bye to the girls yet?"Corky colored a little. "I believe they're preoccupied at the moment. I'd prefer not to disturb them." Oh, nonsense," Mrs. Dalrymple chided him. "Are they bickering again? I'll soon put a stop to that! You wait right here, William, and I'll fetch them at once."Corky found himself divested of his bags and seated.