.at the same time, my hands circled his shapelywaist, held tight in the confines of his corset...I crushed his bodyagainst mine, my hands grasping his...back, his bum, kneading, fondling...grabbingI wanted more from him, I wanted to take more... I wanted him naked infront of me, completely stripped, completely exposed ...completelyvulnerable...so that there would be no question over who was thestronger, the more dominiant. Then I wanted to make love to him...toclaim him again as mine...to feel. It wasn’t so bad being cooped up here while I had the vibrator. I could spend my time buzzing myself off. But now I got nothing to do and the landlord don’t come until tomorrow.” “I see.”“I tried finger fucking like I used to do when I was a kid, but it isn’t the same no more. Once a girl gets used to a vibrator, a finger is pretty feeble.”“I can understand that,” said Bob, and his cock was definitely roaming around his fly now. “Electric toothbrushes are okay, too. But I isn’t got one of them.. ? She will also complete her dailyexercise regime as she is unhappy about her stomach being 'squiggy' and at notbeing able to wear her corset for a whole evening.? She will try to ensure that her body is inbetter shape for Master by next weekend.?Likewise she will work hard on the tops of her thighs to ensure thatthat there will be no unsightly bulge should Master require her to wear her newjeans. Thankyou Master for allowing Cum Girl to own a pair of jeans, she knows that theyare not. I don't care about the string quartet.I just want to hurry to the next practice session of the day, the best one of the day.Finally, the last squeaky violin strum of the afternoon and the recital ends. She knows my urgency and anticipation, and her clarinet is the first of the instruments from her band to be packed in its over-sized case. We rush out together, barely saying our superficial salutations to the other musicians and audience before we hop into the van.It's 6:20pm. We're 20 minutes.