He just sat down and stared at me as if I was a goddess.I avoided looking at Chet while I unbuttoned the four buttons on my dress and pulled it off. I...heard his sudden intake of breath when he saw me naked for the first time. He had caught glimpses of my tits and my pussy yesterday. But this was the first time he saw the whole package. It was probably the first time he saw a naked female that wasn't smiling back at him from his computer monitor.I dropped to my knees between his thighs and. A noteof caution: nothing in this should betaken as espousing 'brainwashing' of any kind: a recent (probably a hoax)posting on the hyperboard drew this obvious warning. This is a long story,but I hope that you enjoy it. Feedback is, as always, cherished... thank youto those who have reviewed my earlier works.. and one day I will finish theMaking of Lisa Stevens and maybe add to some of the others*****************"I don't give a fuck what you say! I won't go!"The boy's voice was tinged with. At first I continued to think about escape. I began to realise, however, as the day wore on, that it wasn't just the clothes, the chain or the signed contract that kept me there. There was another reason I stayed... I found that, surprisingly, I was beginning to enjoy my new position. There were no pressures on me, no decisions to make. The only thing I had to worry about was keeping My Mistress happy. And so the days passed by. Each new day brought an exciting adventure. I could hardly. Ab mera lund underwear se bahar ane ko machal raha tha or uski chut ko fadne k liye ready tha par dar ke karan maine khud ko roka or apne lund ko underwear ki chote se ched se bahar nikal liya or fir dhere se uski side rajai uthe di jiski wajah se usse thand lagane lagi or meri taraf muuh karke so gayi or fir fir uski chut se mera lund mil gaya or mere andar usse chodne ki aag jal uthi ab dhere se maine uski maxi upar ki dekha uski goori gand par choote choote sunheri color k baal h or uski.