" She soaped my armpit and expertly shaved it. I raised my other arm and she shaved. "We often shave each other. It's easier for someone else to do it... I lowered my arm, aroused by her sexuality. She kissed me softly."Mmmm, you are exquisite," she whispered. Mira parted my knees and sat cross-legged in the tub. "What a pretty pussy. It's kind of red, though. Master must have fucked you a lot." Many times. I lost count." She leaned forward and kissed my clit. "I'll be gentle." She said. Then she. I hearMaster drop the crop on the floor, and stand behind me, breathing hard. Behindmy closed eyes the redness starts to fade back to black, and my fists turnback to hands, unclenching slowly. I hear Master walk away, and rummage through his bag. He walks back to me,and stands off to my side. "Good girl," he says, leaning close to my ear. "Very good girl." I open myeyes and look at him. He is drenched in sweat. In his left hand he is holdinga black leather collar with a heavy buckle, small. When they did finally return, the butt plug was removed from mychastity belt, and at least I got some relief from that. As theyremoved my aching arms from the arm binder, I was ordered tomake two fists with my thumbs pressed to my palms. As I did, asmall mitten was placed on each hand and locked in place. Mywrists were then strapped very tightly together, and my armswere raised over my head again, and I was standing very upright.Nancy then ordered me to try to grab the chain and pull myselfup.. I wasn’t particularly looking for a black girl, I just wanted somewhere to get my dick wet. But I met this black girl in the next town over. We chatted back and fourth for a few weeks, things seemed to be going good. She was a little on the chubby side, which was fine with me, we seemed to be into the same things, and seemed to hit it off. So after some talking, we agreed on a meeting place which will remain out of the story for private purposes. It started out awkward as hell, as you can.