I tasted his fear and wanted more. I was never a sadist. I never ambushed one of my slaves like this. They always happily obeyed. It was intoxicat...ng. Every flinch he made. The complete attention to me. I was angry I didn't get what I wanted when I wanted, but I was discovering a whole new side of me. I played with my nipples. I trapped my clit between my two fingers as I stared down at my slave. I watched another wave of fear wash over him as he heard the following:Our old. Is that true?’ ‘Yeah,’ I said, my face turning bright red in embarrassment, ‘I was lucky. I guess.’ ‘That’s not what I heard,’ she giggled, ‘I heard that you blew the judges away during both competitions. I also heard that you were first chair in your section in not only band, but also first in your section in choir, too.’ ‘I don’t know about that,’ I humbly told her, ‘I just like to play and sing, that’s all.’ ‘Your Mom told my Mom that your piano teacher used the word, prodigy, when you. I always saw it in their eyes when they found out. The envy when they learned who I lived with. Without fail, they joked about wanting to switch places. To live my life for a week or three. I would always give them a polite chuckle, mentally rolling my eyes and wondering what they would think if I offered to take that offer. Once upon a time, I too thought I would be living the dream. A private harem at my fingertips.Reality had since set me straight.See, the dream wasn’t a dream. It was a. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Ray looking at her tits. The teen-ager thrust her big breasts out even more, feeling a delicious warmth tingle through them at his approval.The young brunette had automatically sat in the middle of the seat. Now she felt her body jump with a strange excitement as Ray put his arm around her and pulled her even closer. Then he did more than that! His hand dropped down and touched one tit! Charlotte looked down at the way it lay against the side of her.