" Sssshhhhhh!" she scolded. "Someone might hear you! Besides you know I'm not doing it this semester." Oh yeah that's right," I chuckled. "So why is t...at again?" Honestly, it got a little old. The excitement of being naked in front of a bunch of strangers actually wears off after a while," she said incredulously. "Who would've thought?" You don't say!" I mused, "I'm shocked to hear you say you're bored with being naked." Well actually, it has been a few months, maybe I'll call old Mr. Wetherby. She had beautiful long silky hairs that came down to her waist, around her shoulders and covered her full breasts. I stood in front of her. Her head tilted down, eyes closed and her breasts heaving up and down in pace with her heavy breathing.I could feel my heart popping out as I slowly removed her hair-band and gently began to stroke her hair. No words were spoken. I held her face in both my hands and turned it up towards me. Her eyes were still closed as her lips parted and her hands came to. "We emerged into the morning sunlight. Mason waited with the car door open. Everyone stared as we slipped into the back and Mason closed the door behind us. I ripped open the blouse and threw it off in disgust. My skirt went next."Yes, they do stink." Yes Master. I did not know any better." And how will you get into my house?" However I have to, Master."He threw his head back and laughed."Oh well done, slave. Well done."I looked out the window, amazed at the sights of New Orleans. I loved the. “Yes, Master,” she said.Stephanie was still nude with a thin black collar encircling her throat. A long leash that was fastened to the wrought iron headboard kept the blonde from straying too far from her parents’ bed. Her ankles were ensnared by a pair of leather ankle cuffs and her hands were locked before her in similar restraints as well. Jeffery gave her a slight tug on her leash as he unfastened it.The young, bound woman slung herself out of the bed and shuffled behind Jeffery as he led.