You will immediately undress and leave your clothing on my desk. The rest of this day you will spend under the Program Rules. You may pick up your clo...hing in the office at the end of the day and this event will not count as part of your week in The Program. Do you understand?"The look on his face said, "This can't be happening", but as luck would have it, it was. Miss. Hanson's order was breaking through the impervious armor of youth. You know, the It can never happen to me mantra that all. It must have been a dream, right? A way to cope with her anger at her ex-boyfriend? She sat up in bed and glanced at the mirror. Her hair was a mess.It had to have been a dream, she thought to herself as she stood and removed the clothes from last night, intending to change into comfy day-clothes. It was too fucking crazy to be real. Shit like that doesn't happen.But the memories were sharp and vivid, and as she studied her naked body in the mirror, she noticed a few marks on her wrists and. Both the store and suite had been renovated several times to insure that it always had the latest amenities for Robert Claymore, his guests and customers. A little known fact was that Mr. Claymore, the elder, was quite the ladies man and, in his declining years, had become somewhat obsessed with sex. Because of that obsession, he had accumulated a rather substantial collection of erotic art and paraphernalia the pride of which was his massive collection of rare antique stag films and. I took off my kurta paijama and was on my black brief. She looked at my protruding cock, which was looking quite long and hard. She just held in hand and said �give me this now and every time�. I turned her and made her sleep on her belly. I was unable to control myself looking at her buttocks. Started kissing her back thighs and kissed her entire buttock several times on panty itself. Kissed her entire back. She said she wanted to do the same with me and asked me to sleep on my stomach..