. nice," she says, surprising the hell out of me by patting my ass check. "I pictured you as boxer kind of guy." You've been picturing me in my underw...ear?" I ask as I watch her pour oil on her hands and rub them together."Not hardly," she smirks but her eyes are exploring my near naked body. She sits on the bed beside me and I close my eyes as she starts gently kneading my shoulders."You are very tense," she says softly as she increases the pressure from her thumbs and loosens my tight. Mistress was keeping Dorothy's near nymphomaniac sexual urges and needs met easily, and the young girl was delighting in every moment of it. Every chance she got to pleasure her Mistress or be pleasured by her, Dorothy cherished. And Mistress made sure that she got not only enough pussy but also enough cock to keep her young slave slut happy. Aside from the fact that Dorothy occasionally missed home, it was a perfect relationship!"I have a new toy, slut, and I want to try it out on you today,". Maybe you could play for me, or we could play a few pieces together. It would be fun."I thought about it for a heartbeat or two and then agreed. "OK, but you have to play for me too. Fair is fair." It would be fun.When we turned on the lights in my studio, there on my piano bench was her violin and a portfolio full of her music. I didn't remember her leaving the violin there and I don't remember the music at all. Had she planned this before we left to meet her parents?I did have a few surprises. Music suddenly blared through the speakers, and the room began to fill. About 20 men came in, of various ages. Riley recognised a couple of them from the conference. They were all smartly dressed and Riley guessed that they had come here after a dinner elsewhere. She looked hard to try and see her professor, but couldn't pick him out of the crowd. Each man was accompanied by a young woman, each wearing a tiny cocktail dress. Riley was surprised to see that Emily was one of them, but more so.