"I gave her an understanding smile."You know the rules Brittany," I said simply.Blushing again Brittany replied, "I will do whatever you want... Pleas...?"I let a moment pass."Well, slave girls need to be naked for starters," I said. "And you can throw your underwear in the fire. We will use the rest for rags." I motioned toward the slightly smoldering rock-rimmed pit.I assumed by the determined way the teenager stood up, went to the fire, stripped and discarded her apparel that this decision had. "You are brilliant, Libby, and tonight you will be more than brilliant."He bent down and gently kissed her forehead. "Show them, my child."He turned as if on cue and went on stage. The applause was rapturous.Libby turned to Court. "He makes it sound so easy," she murmured."Once you start it will be. You're good, Libby. Very, very good. Otherwise you wouldn't be here. That man has faith in you and you must reward it. You will play better than you ever have before. I know you will."Libby still. " Perfect!" I shouted."Then he moved his hands to my inner thighs and I climaxed as his fingers brushed over my labia at least five times.”“I wonder if he could see how wet you were?’“He must have, I could feel my cum trickling out of my pussy,” Christy replied, “And then he gently massaged my pubic area where my hairs would usually be. And then…”“Then,” I asked.“Then he moved his hands back up to my breasts and nipples before he moved them down, and over my very wet pussy!” Christy whispered. I have to admit that it did smell great on her when she first tried it. She yearned for the perfume, but had convinced herself that she would never be able to afford that bottle of perfume. I was going to change that.I was driving down Rodeo Drive to make preparations for our anniversary night. I was going to make it a night to remember. We both had high paying jobs that gave us a little more of a luxurious life than most. Even so, I knew I would be stretching my budget with all that was.