"Will, I need you." She said."You have me. I'll never leave you." I answered."Thank you. But that's not what I meant when I said I need you." To show ...e what she meant she reached up and kissed me. Then she started to take off her clothes.After we were both naked, she spread her body out on the bed. I ran my hands over her perfectly formed breasts, all the way down to her waist and grabbed hold of her ass. I started to move down so I could play with her neatly trimmed mound. But she stopped. They have instructed me that only they would choose the clothes that I should wear for the day - my bra, panty, petticoat and saree, or Salwar Kameez etc. My lovers even choose how I should wear my hair for the day -- whether free flowing, or plaited, or in a bun! They comb and plait my hair. They feed me. They buy me exotic and very expensive under-garments. They buy me very expensive sarees, salwar kameez etc. They surprise me with all kinds of expensive perfumes and gifts. They take me out. Her knees came to the little mat she was allowed to use on the linoleum floor of the kitchen, her back straight with the pride she held for Him, palms up in her silent offering of servitude, and she waited. The noises she could hear from the hall were tell tale signs of her Master, John, removing his shoes, keys hitting the little table next to the door and the inevitable sigh of relief as He loosened his tie. John had had an excruciating long day, the classes he taught seemed to drag and the. A sigh escapes her mouth as she arches her back slightly, pressing her ass against my stiff dick. She just lays there over me, looking down at my hands squeezing her tits. “God they feel soo good” i whisper into her ear. She quickly gets up and spins around on my lap to face me. She takes a hold of her breasts and holds them up to my mouth, wanting me to suck on her nipples. I happily oblige and open my lips moving my head forward, taking one of her hard nipples into my mouth and sucking on it.