My little pink anus puckered as I imagined how he wouldentertain me!I walked over to the dressing table, picked up the lace trimmed bluesatin brassier...e, slipped it over my shoulders, leaned forward, settledmy DD pear shaped breasts into the soft cups and snapped the fronthooks. I picked up the white silk blouse, slipped it on and buttoned itup the front. Next, came the tight dark blue leather mini skirt. It onlycovered about four inches of my thighs below the reinforced tops of mysilk hose. I. A stranger she had never even seen. She had read several of His stories on a website for literary erotica and found that they resonated with her fantasies of sexual submission. She had contacted Him through the site and they had role-played as Master and submissive a number of times via email. Ooooo , the things He had made her do! Like going to work with a rope knotted between her legs. Masturbating through her panties while crouched down in the aisle of a supermarket, pretending to read a. I tried the ammonia test. I suggested to her that she could only smell flowers, while giving her a good whiff of ammonia. She inhaled as if she smelled the most wonderful fragrance. I was holding the bottle at arm's length and it was all I could do stand the smell.When Walter came into the room, we got started. "Tricia," I said. "Tell us the name of your lover." Stan," she answered, her eyes still fixed on the now blank TV."How long has Stan been your lover?" A month." The bitch. I'll kill. You move your hands around my outer lips soft and slow, picking up my juices on your fingers and rubbing it across my mound. Your thumb stops just above my clit and slides back and forth on the smooth skin. I try to wiggle at your touch but the bindings keep me in place.“I bet if I slide just one finger into your wet little cunt you will cum for me. Don’t you think so?”I moan loudly and reply “Yes! Sir, I NEED to cum for you. Pleeeeeease! Please let me cum!” I beg and whimper as your thumb.