Instantly, I’m defensive. “Hey!” I say as I recoil. She replies very calmly. “Just trust me and relax.”Without waiting for my reply, she slo...ly reaches over again and this time puts her hand in my panties, slowly running her fingers through my peach fuzz. Dang it, I forgot to shave. She hovers over my clit, rubbing it gently and moves down to my pussy, putting a finger in and slowly moving it in and out. At this point I’m gasping and breathing deeply and we get weird looks from everyone else.. Slowly and with elaborate care, Marie lifted the letter to peer at the one beneath it. This one was not in an envelope, but it was folded. Laying the first letter aside, with her pulse crashing in her ears, Marie carefully unfolded it and quickly scanned the contents.It was a statement, listing the monetary balance in some type of fund—not a bank account, Marie thought. Her eyes boggled at the sum. If this was his account, then the man was filthy rich. And this probably wasn't all of it, Marie. Rob pulled on the special thong which displayed his legs from his heelsto his ass. His legs looked more like the legs of a centerfold than aman's ever could. The past few weeks of waiting on tables and dancinghad served to burn even more fat away, leaving stringy muscle in itsplace. The thong wasn't intended to conceal the fact that Rob was aman, rather it was intended to show call attention to it.Next came the two piece long-line bra. It would be removed in twosteps with the first pieced. Once adjusted, I slowly look down at myself. I am naked, hands bound behind me and with a chain hanging from the collar around my neck. I look up into my new Master’s face and he smiles. “I like this look on you kitten.” Master tugs on the chain, pulling me to my feet. His mouth covers mine with a passionate kiss while he pinches my firm nipples. I wince but the pain only makes my soaked pussy wetter. Master turns and pulls a key out of his jacket pocket and frees me from the chain. “Get on.