"Slave" says my master, "turn your back to me, take off your coat and close your eyes"I turn around and feel that he is standing behind me, I feel tha... he is excited, his cock touches my buttocks.I close my eyes and feel that he puts on the mask so that I can no longer see.Then he brings my hands to my back and says, "fold your hands together"I feel the rope go round and I can no longer move my hands and arms when he is finished.Slowly he pushes me forward, my heart beats, where is he taking me. Cork rolled between her legs and began a tentative exploration of the very wet and drippy territory that he’d created. He got more enthused after a few minutes.The rest of the week, we were a mix of personalities and personas depending on the time of day. From when we woke up until about five or six o’clock in the p.m. when we left the office building we were the consummate professionals. Tara was the senior executive to whom we all genuflected. I was her dutiful consultant doing her bidding. I guess a girl can’t have a little ‘personal’ time in the Stone Age.”“I promise I will get REAL personal with you. Just slide down onto my cock, would you?”She straddles me on the love seat and finally grabs my throbbing penis, directing it at its dripping target. “Maybe I just wanted to make sure that I was ready to receive this big thing.” I finally feel her hot wetness on the head of my cock, and she drags my erect helmet up and down the entire length of her opening, continuing her teasing.. I reach back into the drawer and stand back up. You quickly choose a hand. I drop a pair of sheer panties onto the bed. Your face falls.I disappear into the closet and come out in a tiny thong. You smile. I stroll over to the bed and bend over in front of you, giving you a clear view of my bare ass. I flip my long dark hair over my shoulder and look back at you. When I stand up, I notice a bulge in your boxers.Back to the drawer. This time, when I drop a lacy pink thong on the bed, you shrug.I.