Her breasts were covered, but her box was clearly visible."On your knees slave Jane," demands Miss Thompson. Jane obeys and waits further instructions... "Now tonight is your initiation as my slave. You will refer to be as mistress, understand." Yes," replies a scared Jane."Yes what," bellows Miss Thompson."Yes, mistress," replies Jane."Better slut," says Miss Thompson. Now crawl on your knees to my feet and lick my boot clean. Jane obeys and slowly crawls over to her mistress. Soon Jane is. I did this again and as my hands lifted the sides of her dress up she caught hold of it with her hands and pulled her dress over her head so she was left standing in her underwear. The speed of this took me by surprise and I could feel myself getting very hard but being severely restricted by the strength of my jeans. I ran my hands over her beautiful soft skin and she pushed my hands away so she could take my shirt off then ran her hands over my chest. We stood there for a couple of minutes. During dinner I had to endure the third degree from both Mom and Shane.They kept asking, "How was your day, Honey?" Or "So what did you dotoday?" I just huffed and grunted, instead of really replying. But theykept it up till finally I couldn't take it anymore and said, "All right,already! Yes, I had a nice day. I learned how to swim a little and had agreat time with my friends on the beach."Isabel snickered, "That is an understatement."Mom looked suspiciously at me and Isabel, "What do you mean. “Get acquainted you two. We will chat later.”The party had a large volume of guests so there were plenty of interruptions as Carol and I spoke. That helped break the ice. Carol couldn't have been taller than five foot two inches. Her tight body revealed her excellent curves combined with her full breasts. Her body was tanned and accentuated by her floral sundress and open-toed sandals. Her shoulder length hair was meticulously groomed. Her finger and toenails were polished in stunning pink. She.