I have on a special necklace with a large ring.It's not really a necklace but it is around my throat. A soft pink satinblindfold rests across my foreh...ad. I have a set of beads that hang froma string around my hips that hide my sex but provide it no protection. MistressAmanda is putting me into the final pieces of my costume for the eveningjust as she has directed all of this week's activities. The last item is brought out. I have been workingfor weeks to be able to do this. It is a collar. She walked in and to her immense delight, It was the most luxurious room she had ever seen. It had a small white massage table and a huge, black couch directly next to it. A few meters to the right of the massage table was a shower with a window overlooking the vast blue ocean, the room was amazing! In her excitement, she jumped on the couch and laid on her back on the comfortable, black leather. She laid there for almost ten minutes before she started to feel a bit sleepy. Eventually she. " She held onto my thigh. That was all the convincing I needed and I started grinding slowly against her. My dick slid back and forth between her thighs with my balls pressed against the back of her thighs. My hand was sliding across her stomach and back up to her tits. To my surprise she tried to help by slowly grinding her ass too. By now the pre-cum was flowing and my dick was now slick with its wetness. My fingers flicked over her nipples again and as I heard her gasp I got brave and. " "Ms. Harrington, this is Tamika Khafiri, Mr. Smylie'spersonal assistant? Mr. Smylie would like to see you in his office this morningas soon as it's convenient." Race looked back at the engineers clustered aroundthe instructional schematics. Smylie's office was on the opposite side of thehuge office/industrial complex, it would take her at least ten minutes justto get there. "Tell him I'll be there in thirty minutes," shesaid into the little blue chit, then clipped it back onto her lapel. "Yes.