He provided her with a rope to tie around her waist so it would show off her curves. Like all girls in the twentieth century, Brianna had often worn a...short mini skirt in order to tease the boys. But respectable women in this century did not show this much skin. But she knew what she had to do. “Thank you Master for this wonderful dress. It’s more than I deserve.”“It certainly better shows off your station in life. Are you hungry Brianna?”She was hungry but would this be more humiliation? “Yes. They were tired; riding the train was tiring, and so had been the walk in the hot California fall day.Baruch pulled off his shirt and his shorts, planning on laying down for a bit of a nap, but looking at Miriam, radiant in her sun dress, he changed course and embraced her in a kiss and a hug, moving her towards the bed.“Too much, yuh awh,” Miriam whispered huskily into his ear, “De tings vee haff to do.”“Yes,” he replied, pulling the sundress over her head, “We have to do the things.”“Baruch!”. He sat on the bed beside me, and applied some oil to my back and ass cheeks. He started at my shoulders with those wonderful strong hands, and steadily worked his way down to my cheeks where he took both of them in his firm grip, and kneaded them with care and great detail. Then he worked his way back up my back to my shoulders, and back down to my cheeks, but this time his fingers trailed inside my crack, and this caused me to wiggle, and thrust back to encourage him... As he had done. He tells you, ‘Stand up.’ You obey, your legs are very shaky from the recent uses and your arms are stiff. You lower your head but keep eye contact as directed. He is standing there naked, his shining cock at full glory, he looks so delicious. He goes over to an overstuffed chair by the fireplace and sits down. He calls you over and you follow him. ‘Kneel,’ he says and you immediately do in front of him. He spreads his legs and looks into your eyes, you realize what is wanted and do not require.