I replied "no - she did not — I asked her — but she told me to go and get it explained from some ladies known to me — she later went inside her ...ut with another man who came there — so I could not ask her more".Sarasu was now really puzzled and she scratched her head in confusion. She then said "brother — I don't understand — but my feeling is that she made you to worry about nothing — although I don't see what she will get out of it".I said "yes - that is what is worrying me also — she fucks. She was pretty unsteady, struggling to remove her sweater and fumbling with the zip on her tight skirt before clumsily pushing it down her hips to the floor. As she did so, I caught a glimpse of her knicker-clad crotch. It looked damp. She gave up trying to put her nightie on and slumped into bed wearing only her knickers. Within moments she was quietly snoring.I waited a few minutes, then reached over and stroked her hips hoping that, as had happened before, I could bring her around for some. Lewis kissed her toes softly, and then began sucking, at the same time, his hands massaged her foot. Sophia’s other foot rose, aiming for his balls, they connected, firmly. His body flinched, but there was no change in the way he sucked, no sudden tightening in his mouth, no feel of his teeth on her toes. She smiled. A perfect slave. Well, an almost perfect slave. He would only be perfect when he was hers. And he wasn’t. Not yet anyway. She pulled her foot away, and he stopped sucking.. She even made me wear some anklets which jingled whenI walked, followed by her open-toed, high-heels and a pair of clip-onearrings. The finale was an electric blue, satin nighty that came tomy knees.Her work done, she took a curtain rope and tied my wrists together infront of me and using the rope leading from the bonds she slowly ledme to the mirror. What I saw took my breath away. In the mirror I sawa hot, ravishing creature that could have been out of a Victoria'sSecret catalogue. I was so.