His prick quivered and started to grow hard as soon as he saw her. She was a vision of perfection in the short, frilly pink dress and white stockings....Her petite stature and delicate bone structure suited the dress perfectly. Her golden hair fell in ringlets around her face and Marina had applied the faintest amount of pink rouge to her cheeks and pouty cupid lips. He cleared his throat and excused Marina from the room. “Turn around for me Eliza,” he said in a low throaty timbre as his eyes. 'You take well to this kind of punishment, little slut!' said my mistress with a shrill laugh. 'Let's see how she deals with a good fucking' exclaimed Joanna. I was untied from the ceiling and then had my hands bound behind my back. I sunk to the floor on my knees, as Joanna pulled off her denim skirt, revealing her shaved pussy. 'You like this nice pussy, slut?' she asked me. 'Yes mistress' I replied. 'Well, you're not gonna get it' she declared, as she pulled on a large strapon. 'Let's see. “Hey, “ I yelled.“Um, very nice, “ she said. “You want to do it here?” “How old are you?” I asked, shaken and aroused, hardening fast.She laughed. “Jailbait, that’s me. I’m fourteen.’ She stroked my swelling prick, stretching it out.“We can’t do it.” I said, enjoying her stroking and getting hard., throbbing.“Sure we can, “ she said shifting her hand to my balls. “They told me how old are you?” “OK, I’m fifteen. I’ll be a junior in the fall.” “So, since neither of us is of age, not sixteen, we. A beautiful woman without brains and money was unlikely to be able to achieve very much in the modern world if she didn't marry well or trade her looks for money. A beautiful woman with brains alone could only succeed if she slept with the right men or women. But a beautiful woman with both intelligence and a generous allowance could gain the academic qualifications necessary to succeed in one of the shrinking number of well-remunerated professions. Sally genuinely enjoyed studying for her.