As I moved down I saw the short skirt that only just covered her thighs. I knew soon my eyes would be treated to the sight I have been seeing since sh... moved into the old farmhouse 3 weeks ago. As if on cue her thighs parted slightly, and I could see her inner thigh but not her panties. I felt myself getting harder knowing what lies in the shadows under that skirt. She started to look around, and I knew no-one would be disturbing her as there are only three buildings for a mile each way, mine. There was only Dancer, kneelingon a table, her costume garish in the dim red light. And there wasMistress, her crimson lips, her red dress, her hand on Dancer'spleasure throttle, slowing bringing her to the edge of sweet oblivion."You danced so well," she cooed, "I'm so proud of my brainless dancinggirl..."Dancer was so close."Thank you... M...M... Mistress..." Mistress smiled in a way that madeDancer's toes curl in their entrancing heels and her mouth wet forsupplication."Would my dancing girl. Me: Rohit could you please excuse me, I would like to dress.I wore a short red low neck backless dress and came out. Meanwhile, Rohit came and said that Sumit asked us to meet at the lunch place directly as he will be late. I was a bit irritated with Sumit, but then we went out.We met at the restaurant and I sat with Sumit and Rohit sat opposite to us. I tried avoiding eye contact with him, but we just ended up seeing each other.I wasn’t too hungry so didn’t each much. Sumit returned to work. The only thing she remembers before appearing into this… this place.She ponders on her day, how she got there, what lead up to it.First day of senior year, and it wasn’t looking so great.Dinggg dinggg dinggg her alarm clock goes off. She reaches out from under the covers, tiredly trying to hit the snooze. It takes a few minuets for her eyes to adjust.“Shit, I’m late!” Her alarm had been set for 7:30 am instead of 6:30 am.she rushed downstairs to the bathroom for a quick shower.“Jazmin!!.