The transparent material of the panties fit snugly between her legs pressing her shaved cunt lips together. A thin dark line was all that could be see.... Master, are the bra and panties alright? I think they look nice. Yes slave. The bra and panties will be fine. You look lovely. Now put on your dress, its almost time to go. Brenda took her dress into the bathroom while her master finished getting dressed in his suit. After putting on her dress with the lingerie for the first time, she looked. Xav didn’t think, didn’t question it, he just turned and ran. Several blocks later he realised he did not have the smallest inclination of where he was, or at least he didn’t know how to get back to Marco’s, and there wasn’t a cab in sight. Gulping for air he slowed down at last to take in his surroundings, as if that would help. A car came suddenly careening down the street and swerved into a pile of roadside garbage. It looked like a heap of rotted produce and other debris but apparently. The aroma of the expensive French perfume and the visual view of the black on red under garments were now seriously over whelming my ability to think straight and all I knew that within a very short time I was going to be very intimate in this man's mouth. Between the waves of pleasure I decided somehow I would warn him that a full climax between those glossed lips was going to be a distinct possibility. I don’t think my word's carried much intelligibility as I certainly didn't understand my. “I don’t expect an answer today Kim. You have a lot to digest. But I have something which might help. He reached under the counter and laid a package on the top. “For you” he said. Then walked out of the shop and left her gaping, stunned, shocked and mesmerised by their exchange. She opened the package and pulled out a book, used, well thumbed. “The concept and guide to power exchange relationships”. She tucked it in her bag, took a deep breath and got on with her work.She devoured the book.