”My fears were well justified, I learned, as I was ordered to strip.“But slowly,” Master Eddings commanded, “so we can enjoy the show.”Swall...wing nervously, my trembling fingers moved to unknot my school tie. I closed my eyes as I pulled it from around my throat, then began to unbutton my blouse. I felt myself unconsciously begin to sway from side to side, my hips involuntarily gyrating to a silent drumbeat as I slowly peeled off my blouse, revealing the lacy white brassiere which cupped my. ‘God, Missy, those are beautiful!’ ‘Well, thank you, but that’s not what you’re here for, is it?’ getting right down to business. I allowed my eyes to wander down to the almost transparent panties and saw the outline of her shaved pussy and the strip of hair just above it. It was difficult not to notice the wet spot in her ‘V’ where her legs met. ‘This is what you’re here for, isn’t it, Rick?’ she said, breathing just a little faster and pointing a single finger at her pussy. Regaining just a. I held my breath as her hands touched the back of my shoulder blades. Even though Nina was a professional her touch was exceptional. Her hands moved down my spine to the small of my back, sensually, purposefully, deliberately, stopping just above my glutes. I took a deep breath. It was there, always there.Never willing to give up on my intense training, I was a regular customer. A maturing athlete always trying to keep that edge and all too often needing the help of an experienced massage. It was raised by a grandfather who passed away. It spent most of its life being poor and hungry and living in dilapidated shacks. Who could blame it for wanting the comfort of becoming a POST? Look at the luxury here! Are you all not well fed and have comfortable beds to sleep in?”“Yes, of course, My Sir, all of your POSTs are very fortunate, indeed. But Seven couldn’t have even finished high school yet. Surely someone could have taken in the poor thing!” Una said with great pity.“On the.