The cons were silent except for some whispers, wide eyed as they focused on my butt crack and what her hand was doing.She reached around and began str...king my penis sending me into a really nice state of arousal. I couldn’t help but start to breathe heavier and move with the direction of her hand pushing at my anus. When she saw all the cons were watching intently, not a sound coming from any of them, she suddenly pulled me up, standing, to grab my penis, to start leading me closer to her guys. “Okay, I’ll keep Friday open for you,” I said.The BMW sports car pulled into the small area in front of the Gatehouse. Gabby got out and I swear to god I would not have recognized her if I met her in a restaurant. Her hair was a beautiful honey blond color. She also had her nose done. It was straight and a little longer than I remembered. She had lost at least forty pounds and her butt was higher than I remembered. Not to mention her boobs looked perfect. She looked like a million bucks and her. Once she ate her lunch, she set up her art equipment, easel, colored pencils, and all.Then, she heard her doorbell ring. She opened her door and noticed this tall guy standing there. He had light brown hair and blue eyes. He wore a button-down blue-striped shirt with darkwashed jeans and black shoes."Are you the artist who is looking for a male model?" He asked.Isabella said "Yes, I am." Hello. My name is Austin." He said, smiling at her."Nice to meet you, I'm Isabella." She replied.Isabella. If he didn't specify that she had to answerhim out loud, she would avoid most of his questions. That was enough, he thought. He knew that she hated the, 'you must alwayscall me Master', rule, and he sometimes worried that it took away from theirplaytime, so he left it out tonight. "If you disobey me," using the word 'disobey' on purpose, knowing it wouldrile her, "I will have to punish you. Understood?" She hesitated a split second before answering, "Yes." "Good," he said, getting up to close.