He took a couple of pictures with his phone. "Very nice. Give me a Christina smile," He ordered. Although she didn't feel like it, she did as instruct...d. "That's my little slut," taking more pictures. "Now take off your bra." Christina reached beyond herself and unsnapped the bra, dropping it on top of her other clothes. "Your tits are so beautiful. Pinch them for me and act like you're enjoying it." She began playing with her nipples as Jordan videoed her actions. Despite her reluctance to. He knew the city in which she lived, but ordered her to give directions to her house. She obediently typed out the instructions (though a girl would never give instructions to Master!). Master further instructed her as to how he would enter, how she would dress, and when he would be expecting to arrive. She was stunned: He would be here in less than twenty-four hours!“Master,” she said, “This one must work tomorrow.”It was true. Not only was she scheduled to work, her boss was expecting her to. The world seemed perfect and Marianne feltreally good. She thought about stopping at a town somewherealong the way and taking a stroll through the pedestrian zone.Actually, she did need one more pair of stockings for the outfitshe was wearing. It was in a rather relaxed, earthy tweed,really more red than brown, and she thought how well redstockings would look with it. It would look just ideal with apair of reddish shoes just verging on brown. Her skirt was soshort that one could see a lot of. I dried myself and left both the towel and robe in the bathroom. I felt light goosebumps rise on my skin as I moved from the warmth to the coolness of the bedroom. He was in the room and the glass was on the nightstand. He gazed at me and the bed. In the center of the bed lay the props I arranged, a rainbow of silk scarves. “Is that what you want,” he asked. “It’s my favorite,” I said quietly. “I love everything we do together, but I have to admit it’s my favorite.” It was very rare that we.