What would they think of me? Perhaps they would blame Rachel for "seducing" me. I couldn't take that chance and kept all those thoughts locked up in m... mind. My masturbation bacame daily, several times a day actually. In the morning before my sister woke up I masturbated under the bed sheets. I felt relaxed for a good portion of the day at least. One afternoon after practise and all the girls had been picked up by their parents I went into Rachel's office. The door was partially open so I went. It was becoming unbearable for me, my cunt region was becoming wet due to continuous sensual caressing all over my body. Suddenly he stopped and looked at me and told ‘how are you feeling darling’ my god this person has become very bold calling me darling, I just kept quite and looking at the floor as I did not know what to say and cannot look directly to his face as it was very embarrassing moment for me, He started removing his dress leaving me standing there in half nude state in front of a. The girl stared at me in a mixture of bewilderment and fear. She stared at the rings hanging from my nipples and realized that she would soon be wearing similar ones. Acceptance of her situation was gradually sinking in and her breath grew even more ragged while she slowly shook her head in disbelief.I slapped her hard, sending her head spinning and a hoarse cry from her lips. I slapped her again and her head rocked back, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. A fist hard. But he wanted another one. This was going to be a double centered party. I called one of the new girls Mike had found for one of his parties and asked her if she’d be interested in this one. I wanted a new face here. Don’t get me wrong, all the girls that we have had as centers are great! It is just time for a new one. Becky happily agreed and the date was set. Mark got busy Monday making calls about lighting and stuff. I didn’t really pay attention to all that, my mind was elsewhere. By.