"Take a seat," my command was not very strong. She already had me under a spell."Thank you. I see you have three legs!" she said out of the blue. I wa... speechless. This had never happened to me."What, which legs?" Im Nadia." She avoided my question."I heard you can offer me a job," she proceded, maybe aware that I was already lost on her see thru blouse that reveal pointing nipples"What do you know?" I quizzed her tracing the voluptious cups of her breasts, allowing nyself the liberty of mi. Mary slowly flicked through the pages as I looked over her shoulder. Most of the photosets were fair standard solo girls wearing (and then not wearing) various out fits. Mary flicked quiet fast through these, too fast for my liking. Towards the centre of the magazine however things got more interesting, with a multi girl set. It started of with one girl playing a photographer taking pictures of the other four in various states of un dress, then on the second page were a sequence of shots as. As his hand moved up theinside of her thigh her legs parted and I watched as she allowed his fingersaccess to her fanny. Moments later she lifted her bum to allow her g-string tobe removed, her lust for sex had washed away any concerns she had. Dressed inonly stockings and suspenders and with her legs parted her fanny was now visibleto our eyes; she looked gorgeous and very fuckable. His hand must have found avery wet fanny as hers was reaching for his cock. I looked on as she freed hiscock and. And then it sliced like a razor across my ass. There was nowhere to go and no way to resist. The leash jerked back each time I moved. It held me as surely as an umbilical cord while Master laid his stripes on me with a maddening thoroughness. He had the patience of an artist. Each brush stroke was a searing thread leaving a delicate line of blood red. He ruthlessly prepared his canvas; moving up my back in increments until he reached my shoulders. My arms and hands were indiscriminately marked.