She could not remember being so hot. Immediately, she knew that that thought was a lie, a blatant lie. She had been hotter, much hotter; soaking in a ...ard earned sweat, only a few hours previously.Gradually, images crowded past her boredom, casting aside her discomfort. They replaced it with the welcome distraction of the memory of the touching of her breasts. An uncontrolled shiver up her spine, as her nipples hardened at this welcomed recollection. A smile of remembered satisfaction curled at. She asked me to lie down on an elevated desk like cot, which had a small opening on the head side to support my face when I lie in a recumbent position.Then she asked me to lie facing down with my face supported in the opening. Then she poured something warm on my back. Then I realized it was some massage oil. Then she started massaging my back. From the way she was massaging she looked very professional. She gave a well-balanced pressure and very regular strokes. It felt good. I felt very. Soon we will expect each one to humiliate herself in public as we watch. That should be fun. These girls come here for training and what we do to them is unusual for us because most girls who have a submissive nature don?t need to be dealt with that harshly? like you girls! Watch what we do with our trainees because you?ll be expected to join in on the training yourselves as time goes on.? Marcy went on to explain that all of the twelve members of the mansion staff, were all attractive young. . got it . . . baby . . . ," he croaked between hissing breaths. "I'm . . . almost . . . there." He was giving it to her slow and easy now, just letting his rigid cock slip lazily in and out. Jess sighed as the tension drained out of her. Her pussy was slack and wet and the slow thrusts felt good; she knew if he kept it going like that she would come again. She felt his cock thicken before he came. He groaned. She felt it throb and believed she felt the heat of his wad despite the condom. She.