I checked my stitches and they seemed to be healing nicely.Cook, that's what she insisted on having me call her, was very generous with her food and g...ve me a plate of fresh fruit to tide me over to breakfast. Although, it probably wasn't her food, it would have been Lord Grant's. That didn't really matter this morning I would have killed for a friend, and though she was nice she was afraid of me. Not that I blamed her, I probably terrified most of this town. The food that she provided helped. It was hard to tell though - he was already kinda surprised by my outfit when I walked in.My job was at a theatre, not like a fancy office or whatever, so no one ever wore business-wear or anything like that. But I guess I’d never actually come into work wearing a short pleated skirt, knee-high socks and a cut-off T-shirt before.His eyes kept darting between me and my resignation letter. I’d gotten Mom to help write it; she knows the kind of thing that grown-ups want to read in those kind of. My focus was on her crotch as first the line of her bum-crack came into view, then, as her thighs opened further the crack widened and I could see that she was completely shaved down there. I swallowed hard as she opened further and her outer lips began to part and her pink wet inner lips came into view. Finally she held her self completely open, her hands holding her thighs up and open so we could see her pussy and her anus. She was very wet and I was very very hard. “Ok Claire, you're. ”“Yes, Master”, she said, thrusting her hips towards his mouth.Jaiprakash inserted his tongue inside her pussy, exploring the sides of her pussy. She wanted him to lick his clit, but he was licking everything but that! After torturing her pussy, he kept his tongue on her clit. She squirmed a little. He started tongue fucking her pussy.He would lick her pussy lips for a few minutes, then insert it in her vagina, and then lick her clit. Jaiprakash would do this repeatedly. She increased her pace.