My catharsis had finally come.In the shower, Rita gently cleaned the paint from my face and hands, shampooed my hair, and bathed my genitals, all whil... I clung to her and stroked her soft skin with my hands. Even with her gentle and sensual ministrations, I was too tired to become aroused.We toweled off and she led me to my bed, getting me settled, then turned out the light and snuggled in next to me. She held me against her naked breast all night long as I alternately slept and wept. I woke. It may have taken between five and ten minutes to gather all of my supplies, but when I came back, Susie was in just the highly state of awareness that I had hoped for. She asked me what I was doing and I just laughed and told her that a good slave did not question, only submitted. She thought about that for a moment as I went into the bathroom for a couple of things before she said she was not certain she wanted to be a good slave. “You do, trust me. You are about to enjoy sex like you. I gently used my fingers to open her vagina... more of the white discharge was on view. As I massaged and played, her cunt started to get mildly lubricated and open. She was breathing heavier now, but still somewhat dead to the world.By now my dick was going crazy, my heart pounding so much I thought it would burst. In the heat of the moment, I had to make a decision. When I started a few minutes earlier, I was only going to fondle her. But now I was completely horny and she was just lying. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, ladies, but we're having our annualfall fashion show this evening. The dressing room is open but limitedin space. Let me show you the way," the helpful sales lady said leadingWilma and Wendy through a literal maze of boxes."You can change in this room, then if you want to show the others howeach dress looks, just go up these steps and straight out. You'll be onthe runway just like a real model but it will work easier than tryingto go back through that mess. I'm.