Oh what exquisite pleasure those little gasps would lead us both to. Oh, how her white cheeks would quiver with each spanking. And yes, how I already ...elt her dampness through the white cotton of her sheer underwear.I looked down to see the dark, wet spot grow as my fingers massaged around her pussy. I slid my fingers up and down what I knew to be her slit, tapping lightly on her clit, teasing her for what we both knew was to come.When we entered my apartment I told her to go into my kitchen. She kept herself to herself and her looks attracted no young men. Fortunately, her tutors realised what a gifted girl she was and gave her all the encouragement they could. It was in the second year of her Masters that Gill Ogilvie, a matronly woman in her fifties, took her in hand."Isobel, my dear, if you're ever going to get a job you're going to have to do something about your appearance. No one will want a ratbag as an articled clerk."Isobel had shrugged nonchalantly at the time but,. She felt that she wanted to be treated like a “slave,” to get in touch with her submissive side. She wondered if he ever thought of such things. He coyly revealed that he “had some knowledge of these matters.” She asked him if he would be willing to “play” with her, if he would consider it.He told her that he didn’t care to partake in “games,” that what he did was very serious business and would agree to a session with her only when he had outlined to her what might be expected. She had. "What's wrong?" I said suddenly confused. After a minute she looked up, not to my face but stared directly at my chest. I looked down myself to discover my DDs were falling out of my singlet."Sorry, your boobs are so big! It's hard not to look sometimes..." She apologized.I had noticed her staring at my breasts an awful lot lately. Lily had told me a few weeks prior that she's sure she's gay as she's only attracted to women, yet she has never been with a woman sexually. As it clicked, I.