. need it." Was he telling her that to cooperate she had to show him what she did? She looked up at him timidly. "Do I have to show you?" No, my dear.... The minister's voice was softer and gentler now. "It's just that the more I know about your concerns, the better I can guide you in God's ways. But you don't have to?"The naïve fourteen-year-old girl detected a note of uncertainty about her in her minister's voice and she asked timorously, "Will you turn off the light, Sir?"Bill turned off. My fingers loosened and I am holding my thong smelling of my sexual essence, damp with my juices. I shifted my weight and my skirt shifted with me. You caught a glimpse of my cunt lips glistening in the dim light from the screen. Your nostrils flare as you smell my scent wafting throughout the car. Watching me intently I hear you whisper to me. ‘Go on. You know you want to.’ Not hesitating one second my right hand slides between my creamy white thighs. You watch breathlessly as my fingers. It was apparent what he wanted."Nice, very nice. Maybe you and me will get a chance to know each other a little better later on. My partner isn't as picky, he can have your friend the dog, but me, I like 'em pretty."Now normally I wouldn't care about his reference to me, as I was fearful for Debbie. But for just a moment, yes, I did think about it. Me a dog? Okay, I'm no Ann-Margaret, but come on, I wasn't that bad.Okay now back to Debbie. His left hand snaked up and gave her breast a vicious. You've been in the position long enough now that your hips are beginning to ache, but your tight cunt is getting wetter and wetter in anticipation of my arrival; even with the discomfort you dare not disobey my instructions. You hear a click, a key in the door and the slight swish of the door as it swings open. Footsteps, muffled by the cheap carpet, approach closer and you can feel my presence, knowing that it is your Master simply by the way in which we are tied to each other. Good slut, I.