I ask you to throw on some clothes, anything, and to come to my office, because I have something for you. A surprise, I say. But I have only one reque...t of you - bring your wet panties with you. I wait. Five minutes. Ten. Fifteen. Then I look out the window and see you in the parking lot. Nobody else is here yet, and I go downstairs and let you in the building. I lead you in a hurried fashion upstairs. There is not much time before other staff arrive for work. I shepherd you into my office and. ”Mo was already feeling like maybe she had had a bit too much to drink already that morning, but she did as she was told. Jessica patted her on the head, and started cleaning up the room. Once most of the toys were put away, Jessica opened Mo’s suitcase and began going through her clothes. She set out a short skirt, a baby blue thong and a tight t-shirt.Jessica stood back and said, “I think that should be a cute outfit. Why don’t you get dressed.”“Shouldn’t there be a bra?” Mo asked. “Don’t be. There were also half a dozen lovely, delicate wristwatchesand lots of bangles and hair slides and fancy hair clips. In fact, sherealised, there was everything a young woman could possibly need andonce again felt grateful for her Grandfather's selections andthoughtfulness.Susan eventually selected a delicate gold chain that had a small, goldheart-shaped locket pendant and placed it around her neck. Then shepicked out several beautiful, thin rings and placed them on her slimfingers and tried to. Her slim, but powerful legs straddled him, and her soft skin against his own made his hair stand up on end. He could hear her heartbeat begin to quicken as they kissed.The blindfold was working well, he couldn't see a thing, but a sharp sting and slap sound startled him, he felt his chest warm. She kissed him deeper yet, and another slap resounded in his ears, his thigh burned, but it felt amazing. With every snap of what he imagined to be a riding crop, he wanted her so much more, the torture.