When the dress is all the way down her back to the top of her ass, she looks over her shoulder back at me to see if I’m looking. I know she sees me ...ooking and yet she still continues to slide the dress down over her ass and down her long legs to the floor. My dick is fully hard now, knowing that she wants me to look. As I sit there and take the sight of her in, I realize she has the body of a goddess. She has a very lean back with dimples right above her round perfect ass, which brings my gaze. I brought the string up and the right side of her bikini bottom followed. I dropped the string, and the right side of the yellow bikini dropped off Rachel's ass. The left side held its place so most of her pussy was covered. Her right asscheek was not so I moved down and scored it with my teeth.I could smell Rachel's desire; I kissed where my teeth touched her.I stood up, grabbed the string on her left hip, and pulled it. Like its partner, the knot unraveled. I moved my hand down and separated. I nodded. “You can call me ‘Sir’”, he said. “Yes, Sir,” I found myself saying. Krystenah came up to us. She handed him the playing cards. “Isn’t her blonde hair beautiful, Master?” she asked him, twirling a strand around in her fingers. He never took his eyes off me. “It is slave,” he said. “Kymburli, blindfold my slut and I will explain the game to you.” “Yes, Sir,” I said and walked over to Krystenah. She smiled an excited smile at me and handed me the blindfold. I secured it over her eyes. She felt that it was such a violation of her feminine privacy that she needed to express her feelings of confused liking and disliking to him directly. She wanted to talk to him face to face like they had a real connection and was not simply victim and bully in a deplorable situation inappropriate in any school at any time.He seemed a bit embarrassed at the directness of her unfrightened stare knowing he was being both bad and boorish in an unfair manner to someone that had never done him any.