She’s busy working with a client. It might be a day or so for her to get back to you.”“No problem,” I said, and hung up.I guess I didn’t bla...e these girls for thinking I was just some perv. Halle pulled out her tablet and showed them my modeling pictures and explained who I was. That was when they put together that I’d been in a couple of movies. I guess I should have led with that.“Let me get this straight: they’re going to come up to your room, strip down to their bra and panties, and you’re. And also, I am going to discipline you for not trying hard enough to get the larger plug in, despite your fears. You must learn that I always know what is best for you. I would not ask you to do something unless I felt you needed to do it and were capable of getting it done.” “Please Master. You are right. I should have tried harder and I deserve to be disciplined.” “I think two dozen strokes should suffice. Bend over.” Angela bent over and lifted her skirt and undid the back clips on the. Jen, I thought you were best friends? You don’t know if she is still living at home?”“I’m not allowed to talk to Jen. It’s part of my punishment for trying to help her.”“You can trust me,” as I say this, I come up with an idea. I continue, “You will convince them to recruit me. What do you mean part of your punishment? What else are they doing to punish you?”“I have to obey the other girls. When they have sex with Ash and me, they are a lot rougher. One of the old guys that come is mean, and we. "Doesn't that tickle?" I asked."What?" she shot back, drying her hair with a towel. That made her breasts jiggle a little bit, which was very interesting to watch."That hair, around your... down there" I pointed.She looked down and then looked up. "You mean my pussy hair?"My eyes got big and I whispered "When did you start talking like that? If Mom heard you she'd skin you alive."She just laughed. "Well, anyway, why don't you ask yourself. Does YOUR hair tickle?"I looked down and there, around.