" I remember quite vividly your first show. And let me say right now how wonderful all your photos were and how much I was effected by them," Vicky sa...d."Yes," Joan piped in. "Carlos told us all about it."Vicky blushed deeply before she continued."I knew that I would love to model for you if you asked me. What do you mean by images of the inside?" Do you know anything about fiber optics?", Helen asked."You mean those little tubes and cameras like doctors use?" Vicky looked like she was. So I’d agree that I would walk in just my ankle booties for a period; I had to act nonchalantly as possible and not cover up but walk on till out of sight. I had to spend a whole hour as described above; any cover up would start the clock again. Also if I choose a path where I failed to be seen, I had to pay another forfeit which he’d devise. We left the car park and walked for ten minutes when I slipped off my dress, he grinned at me “sure?” I nodded and handed him my dress, he headed in the. »Part of her started feeling grateful. The other guy seemed awful in comparison. But she hated that feeling because it meant a part of her was starting to accept her master. And she didn’t wanted to accept him. She didn’t wanted to give him what he wanted. But she kept thinking of how much worse it could have been with an other guy and she felt grateful to be owned by a nice and loving guy instead. Then he took her outside for a walk. She felt really embarrassed to have to pee and poo in front. I wouldn't be able to resist for long. I was on my side, holding the blanket against my chest and stomach, and the bottom of it was between my legs. I held my legs closed tightly and moved my hips around. The soft fabric was between my pussy lips, rubbing against my clit slowly. I could feel my pussy grow wetter with each movement of my hips.I reach a hand under the blanket and pinched my hard nipple firmly between my thumb and middle finger. I let out a soft moan as I did so, mmmmm. I pulled.