Consider the pressure of Fear. How might your look contribute to that? If you consider using items of clothing that will also provide Pressure of Plea...ure to the slave?”Fara thought for a moment. “Well, high heeled shoes, I suppose they will intimidate – the slave would be afraid of being trodden on or the heel being scraped across his flesh. Oh, and masks, they will add to a slave’s fear if he cannot see his mistress’s expression or judge her mood.”“Is there another point there,” Anna asked.. I needn't haveworried as I slept through past morning and into the afternoon. The firstthing I knew was being gently shaken awake by Mrs. Remington.I yawned and rolled over to face her, slowly growing aware of the tent mynaked body was making with my morning wood in the sheets."Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead. It's nearly 12:30 in the afternoon, you'vebeen sleeping the day away and have so much to experience," she saidbefore ripping the duvet off the bed leaving me completely exposed, "Isee you were. She really seemed to like that, since she started to fuck faster and harder.I felt a slight tremor start to build and I knew she was about to cum. Suddenly, she started breathing very fast and then she let out a few real loud grunts. While she was doing this, I felt her vagina squeezing my cock real hard, and once again I began to have that wonderful feeling for the second time. When it was all over, this time my cock gradually got soft and so she got me to pull out of her. We spent three more. There just seems like there arent any boys who want to have anything to do with me. Her voice ended in such a sad note I couldnt let it go so I started in telling her that, no matter what, I would never tell her secret to anyone, it was ok to like whoever she wanted and we were all new to this stuff, that she was crazy thinking no guy wanted her, how all the guys I knew watched her when shed walk by ESPECIALLY Jeff who I was sure had a crush on her, that she had a great figure and stick thin.