Once again, I was amazed that my slave was so beautiful. Strong, sleek legs rising to a perfect rounded ass, two dimples at the top of it. Narrow wais...t flaring to muscular back and the loveliest face I knew.Ben started his sales pitch. "Now like a lot of pillories, this is good at holding your slaves in a standing position. What makes this unique is that you can adjust the stocks up and down to different heights, from the full standing position down to the floor."He released a catch on the side. He looked me up and down, then reached down and grabbed my pantyline, "you know your panties are riding up past your pants right?", I giggled and told him it happens as I smiled and licked my lips.The older black gentleman grabbed my ass with one of his big strong defined hands. He grabbed it through my leather pants and squeezed my thick meaty buttcheek. I couldn't help myself anymore as my mind raced with curiosity, lust, and teenage hormones I leaped on top of him and began kissing him. She was getting all riled up. My apprehension of going to college and attending the special classes excited me. The next semester started, and the special classes started too.Beena’s teasing continued in full force. She seemed to be wearing a pushup bra to highlight her cleavage. Beena was getting bolder and bolder. After her hour, she asked me to join her in the staff room. It was during class hours. I went with her.There was nobody in the staffroom of her department. She lifted her saree and. There was entertainment while we were eating including belly dancing, sword dancing and snake charming. She excused herself for a short while and returning she stuffed her bra and panties into my pants pocket. She whispered she was ready to leave any time. We walked out of the restaurant and into the hotel gardens. It was beginning to cool off. We stopped behind a tree and held each other. I ran my hand up and down theunobstructed back of her dress. I then ran it over her smooth bottom and.