He noticed a flicker of anger, or defiance, flare up in her eyes as he then produced a lead and fastened it to the collar. Miss Davenshaw was overwhel...ed by an unmanageable mix of emotions. Of anger, of indignation, of humiliation, of helplessness, of defiance, of shame, but also of growing submission and arousal. The lead wasn’t particularly strong, but it didn’t need to be. They both knew it was merely symbolic of the growing mental chains which he had entrapped her in. ‘You are my bitch,’ he. But no I said to myself this is a job where I needed full concentration. I removed her hand and sucked her fingers to show I was interested but not quite yet. I helped her out of her knickers I loved the way the whiteness gave way to her thick hairy cunt and how her lips clung to the material. I sniffed them and put them to one side they were small change compared to where we were going today.I said squat over the towel and face your anus towards me I’ll see the ring come out and a quick wash. He came over to help me and I could feel the head of his hard cock through his gym shorts pushing against my ass hole. Now my sexual senses are screaming. As I relaxed to stand flat on the floor again I accidentally on purpose tugged on one of the ends of the bow tie that held the top of my dress in place and when I turned to face him the top of my dress fell exposing both of my tits. When I looked down I could see that most of his cock had pushed its way out of the short leg of. For the rest of the afternoon she was on edge, sometimes snapping at her friends, as soon as 5 o’clock came around she was nearly first out of the door, straight home after dinner she was into the shower, she’d already decided as to what to wear, her clothes were laid out on her bed.“My you look dressed to kill, this new boyfriend of yours doesn’t realise as to what his got!” Her father enlightened her.“What’s the occasion?” He mother smiled.“Nothing really; just going to meet some of his.