A voice barely audible spoke in husky tones, ‘How do you feel? What do you want? What do you need?’ the warrior asked as she gazed sternly down up...n the girl, not allowing her own wetness to be shown after such a performance. Slowly, Lauranathias rose to her knees, her breathe still coming in short gasps as she tried to calm her heart down. Bowing her head she replied, as she felt her tongue stick to the roof of her mouth. ‘It does not matter how I feel, My Lady. Nor does it matter what I want.. I took over the razor and made relatively quick work of the labia. I pushed her legs up to check her asshole, finding a few stray hairs. Instead of reaching for the shaving cream, though, I wet her hole with my tongue. Raven moaned louder as, with two quick swipes of the razor, her ass was a clean as the rest of her.“Holy shit!” she groaned. “You licked my butt! Why did you lick my butt?”“It looked so cute,” I said. “I'd like to do it again, if you'd let me.”“Ew,” she said. “I don't know.”“You. Oh I was right. I answered and the caller announced herself as the receptionist in a whispered voice. She asked could I hang around for an hour as she got off work then and she wanted to know if I’d like a fuck (her exact words). I paused but agreed as it was bad enough trying to hide my hard on under my coat but if I had of said no getting home on the bus would be really awkward. We met up and she drove us to a lake about a half hour away. On the way I nervously explained it was my first time.. And that will not do, Peter. You are at the start of your training with me, so your reaction was not unexpected; but it is not the kind of behaviour I tolerate.” Peter nodded quickly. “I understand, Mistress.” Mistress Trixy ran her fingers through Peter’s dark curls and looked down into his eyes. “Did I ask you to speak just then?” she questioned. Peter was silent. “No, I did not.” She curled her fingers in his hair and held his face upturned to her. “You pathetic bitch.” Mistress Trixy.