I only sometimes saw indications that she was growing any tits at all.Puberty looked to be passing her by. I didn't have that much sympathy for Sara's...adolescent predicament. The reason? She was a twerp.I opened the car door so I could hear all her praise for my purchase."Nice car," she said.Good start. Go on."Yours?" All mine," I replied boastfully."So you can drive it anytime you want?" Oh, yeah. I bought it. I get to drive it." Cool."An idea occurred. "Want to go for a ride?" Sure!"Okay, it. Since Master had initiated me in his use of my ass he decided I should undergo some training to make sure I was always ready to receive him and the next evening presented me with a large, black butt plug. Having bent me across his knee he gently inserted the plug into my ass.?You will wear this until I tell you that you may remove it.? He said ?Now go home.?Sitting in the car on the way home was really uncomfortable at first but by the time I had arrived home I had grown used to the feeling of. Thin strips of ruffle decorated the neckline and the edges of the super-short sleeves. Her long black hair was bound at the back of her neck with a white band and then dropped in long ropy curls down her back. A pair of open-toed shoes with a medium-sized heel completed today's outfit. She was much more sensibly dressed for today's heat than most of the business people scattered around the cafe – including me.Her arms were bare from the shoulders down, apart from the delicate watch around her. “No, stop that! Let him control this! Don’t try to guide him! He needs to do his thing and learn what to do without any coaching. Just be glad that he made a point of eating you out first,” I warned Camille to stop trying to Troy’s actions.Even so, Troy kept it up, while Camille gulped and bit her bottom lip during his oral services. Pretty soon, she was desperate to cum, but afraid to do so without my permission, as it was clear that I was still in command of this scene, guiding Troy in his.