Oh, shit, she didn't take the hint."Alright, everyone," Kurt said. "Let's start with some warm-ups."Amanda took her familiar position in the row ahead...of Andy and me and did everything she could to make it obvious that her gi was filled with nothing but healthy girl. I was sure if I looked at a dictionary under "callipygous" I'd see her picture.I was pleasantly surprised at how much I remembered from my first lessons, and my little fib about getting exercise sure was true—by the time our hour. Take her to heavenDon’t just rip her panties off and bury your face. Instead, lick through her panties. Long, wet, teasing licks. Then push them to one side, get really close— and simply breathe on her for a second or two, followed by one single, deliciously debilitating lick. Tease further by pushing them back into place and continuing to lick through the fabric. – Peel her knickers off totally and take a moment to just look at her. Look back at her face, say “God, you’re gorgeous,” and then. “That man has the worst bloody timing.” I didn’t usually swear, but the conflicting duties tore at me and I couldn’t seem to help it.Thinking frantically, I finally made a decision. “Look, bring him up to my quarters when he gets here. I don’t have time to meet him downstairs, but I’m sure he’ll understand. Just tell him we have an emergency, and I’ll explain it when he arrives.”The soldier didn’t look happy – terrified was probably closer to the truth – but he saluted and turned to head back. The lid was closed and secured and my world went black. I could then feel the trunk being lowered from the van and rolled, it seemed, across the concrete. Then it was lifted and carried up a series of steps, presumably into the plane that would take me to my new life. My heart was pounding, but I knew I had nothing to fear - other than, of course, the perils that a slave girl routinely faces. Someone had paid a large amount of money for absolute ownership of my body, my talents, and my complete.