As she steps out of her underwear, I tuck them inside my bra for safekeeping.She is naked now and not ashamed. I stand up behind her, looking over he... shoulder at her reflection in the full-length mirror in front of us.“Olivia! What an amazing body you have!” I gush. “Master is going to love it!” I pull her back so she’s against the wall and grip her wrists above her head. Her eyes are closed, and I kiss her softly till her mouth shows me she wants more. Taking her face in my hands, I slip. ”Blushing, I stopped what I was doing, which was absently running my fingers over my smooth mound and occasionally over my glistening slit.“Why?”“Don’t ask questions. You want to be a slut, you’re going to be treated like one.”Not really having a ready reply, I twisted my skirt around so that the zipper was in front, slowly undid it and then pulled it down over my legs and left it lying on the floor of the Jeep. Glancing over at him, my cheeks burning with a healthy dose of humiliation, I. I finished my beer and went into the kitchen and rinsed out my glass and put it in the dishwasher. Sherry hadn't eaten dinner again and I was going to have to do something about that. She had to eat and if she wasn't going to eat with me I'd give her some money so she could stop somewhere on her way home from school. I opened the door to her room and saw her lying on the bed in the same T-shirt and panties she had been wearing earlier. When she saw me she turned her head and then surprised the. If looks could kill, the poor girl would have been struck down there and then by a bolt of lightning, but she knew the score and laughed it off in good humour.When we got home, a delivery van was already there waiting for us with the fridge and the freezer and all the other electrical goods we'd purchased earlier on in the morning (we'd paid extra for quick delivery, but that was super quick.)We spent the rest of the day putting everything away and went to bed finally around midnight, shattered.