As I arrived at home I switched on my webcam and connected to his show. I could see my sluttish slave standing on a wall in a wonderful tight Japanese... kind of rope bondage. Her arms were fixed behind her back. Her ridiculous small flat A cup tits were bound crisscross and stood out a bit. Her nipples were stiff and had clamps on it, connected with a chain. Her legs were fixed in a right angle with a bar around her ankles. Her beautiful long brown hair ended slightly above her puffy nipples. Her. ”She asked where it is, and I showed her. They were a couple of inches above the knee and told when I was massaging the knee came to see those. She saw that, and since those were on thighs, she felt a little shy. She told me that she will apply some cream later.I told her that she needs an ice pack to apply here rather than any cream. She said that she doesn’t have an ice pack. I said that some ice cubes could also be used. I hope you have that. She said that she will apply it. I thought that’s. Then we will set for our respective colleges in his Toyota Camry.Till evening, we will not call unless there is something important. Then he will pick me from my college (Nobody except him knows I am girly minded. We are of same age. So I have played a card of COUSIN in front of my friends).Our real days begins then only. The first thing we do after closing our apartment door will be a juicy and tasty kiss. We will kiss each other like hungry children. That kiss will be very juicy, believe. During my thirty minute commute, I wasn’t thinking about the reprimand I knew I was going to get from my supervisor. I just kept seeing Anthony’s face. I saw his indigo eyes, dark with lust for me, making me feel warm in the face. I barely noticed the morning rush, with school buses, mini-vans and SUVs whizzing past me. I felt like I was dreaming, and for the first time in a long time, I enjoyed the feeling. Of course, I crash-landed back in reality upon my arrival. My supervisor was waiting.