Stepping to his right side I tended the top of his pate, again using the natural motion of my body to press against his other protruding elbow. I hope... the hint of movement beneath the robe's centre wasn't my imagination. A surge of energy zapped my spine, spreading warmth to every erogenous zone. Nipples hardened. Face flushed. Pussy drooled.So close.Adjusting the angle for direct contact with my nub, the rhythm became second nature. Trace. Drag. Snip. Press. My clit hardened and I gave a tiny. Ebenso deutlich wie die drei langen, dunkelroten Striemen, die sich quer über ihren Rücken zogen. Vorsichtig betastete sie die frischen Wunden und zuckte zusammen. Sie brannten noch. Das würde ihr diese kleine Schlampe noch büßen! Sie lächelte still in sich hinein. Oh ja, die Kleine würde noch sehr bedauern, was sie der Äbtissin angetan hatte... Aber das hatte Zeit, sie saß ja im Kerker, und es war gut, dass Zeit verstrich, damit es das dumme Ding richtig mit der Angst zu tun bekam.In Gedanken. I’ll obey your orders without questioning.– Yes you will, my slave. Now sit down again in the brainwashing chair.The woman complied, even if with a little hesitation.– But, master, how long will this go on? I’m? I’m frightened. I’m frightened that I might loose my sense of self in this slave acting. I already feel so strange?– That’s because you’ve understood your inborn talent in acting as a slave.– Have I?Doctor Mallory repositioned the headphone and programmed the following jolt. Sergeant. Once it was short, the disposable razor worked much better, and fifteen minutes later she was smooth as a baby's butt. I had to go get a washcloth to clean her up with, but otherwise everything worked much better.I leaned back after running the warm wash cloth all over her loins. She murmured about how good it felt. I paid particular attention to her pussy lips, wiping across them several times."How does it look?" she asked, still leaning back."Delicious," I sighed."Is it smooth?" Just a.