‘But I want to look at you,’ she says. ‘Watch my hands, see and feel what I’m doing.’ Her eyes shift back to my hands as I slip the shoulder...straps off her shoulders and let the bra slip down her arms and drop to the floor. Now with her tits exposed I slide my hands from her shoulders over her chest onto her breasts and knead them firmly, flicking my thumbs over her nipples until they harden like little grapes. Her breath has quickened and now she’s almost panting. My hands slide smoothly down. ." Daisy Chain Sharon stammered, taken aback by his directness. Most men were as ashamed of fucking as she was and couldn't talk about it openly. "I thought we could come have some drinks and some laughs... and..." And we could fuck, isn't that right?" Tom asked, cocking his head to one side. She felt uncomfortable under his gaze, her face hot from embarrassment.She nodded finally."Right," he continued, his voice smooth and cold. "You want to fuck, and for some reason I can't fathom, you want. His eyes scanned up and down my body, which naturally triggered the female instinct to look pleasant before a male: I bent my left leg, posing for him with my foot arched, toes pointing as they touched the mat just inside my door."Uh, Ms Cummings," he sheepishly said, "you haven't actually paid me in three weeks."I blushed with embarrassment, and assured him I'd make it right immediately. "Come in," I told him, "and close the door."I walked over to my purse, which was lying on the living room. "The new Princess Saffie smiled again and nodded. "Well done. It seems youfinally understand the way things are now."?6For the rest of the day, Princess Saffie ordered Raul to fetch and carryfor her. She ordered him to fan her with the ostrich feather fan.Everything she commanded, he obeyed, for he had no other choice and afterall, he was only her slave. He had to do her bidding.The new princess found his willingness to follow orders delightful andtook great pleasure in giving him endless.