“So, stood up then? Can’t see why, you seem pretty cute to me?”I blushed at this compliment as my cock responded in equal measure. “Very kind ...of you, however it was a blind date set up, so she hadn’t seen me. Said she’d had a “better offer” that night.”, then decided to add, “Anyway, I’m old enough to be your Dad,” with a laugh.“Age doesn’t matter as long as your cock can still get hard,” she shot back.For the second time she had me looking like a guppy, stammering at how to reply. My cock knew. Slowly, her hands came up, hovered in front of me for what seemed like a really long time, and then finally came down. It was an odd sensation. Nobody had ever touched my breasts before, and now, here was my best friend, resting her hands on them so lightly I could barely feel them. Abruptly, she walked around behind me, pressing against my back. Her arms came up from below mine, and her hands cupped my chest delicately, lifting them ever so slightly. “It’s okay,” I whispered, even. A short crossbeamat either end kept the frame stable on the floor. No straps, no fixings. Charlotte,fighting against the pain of her own bonds, didn't understand how such an objectcould be used in the torture of her maid… Suddenly the silence of the chamber was broken.Soo Ann gave a scream then turned and tried to run. There was a rain of slapsand blows as the girls seized her, forcing her back to the central area. Charlotterealised that it was the sight of one of the eunuchs, and what he was. I felt that the situation demanded formality and a firm tone. She wouldn't need questions now. Maybe that could come later. "Approach slave," I said, beckoning to her and noticing that she seemed pleased by being addressed that way. "Say what you have to." I have completed my report, Sir," Rachel said, putting the folder on the table. "Can I talk to you about it?" Yes, of course, slave. What is it?" I was concerned in case she had found the programme too close to her own experiences of.