She stretched her foot, flexing her toes back and forth, pulling at the pale nylon in a most hypnotic way. Then she lowered her naked foot and lifted ...he other, gazing at me expectantly.I knew, without thinking, what was expected of me. How easily we fall into our new roles, I thought disbelievingly. "Please, mistress, may I remove your shoe?" I asked quietly, lowering my gaze.She nodded, and I repeated the ritual, setting her heel down beside the other, captivated anew by the sight of her. . He then tells me to look down at the floor and that I am to look up only when I am told to. I hear the people walk past me and out of the corner of my eye, I catch a couple of nice sets of legs in high heels. I keep my eyes on the floor as I was told, but I can hear the whispers of people talking. someone comes over to me and tell the group that this is their play toy for the day. They can do anything they want to me as long as they don't hurt me. He then explains that my hard limits are. ” I frowned, and nodded slowly. Putting up the dispassionate veil of a scientist, I viewed my new subject like the alien thing she was, and felt much of my anxiety fade. “Elena,” I said, “take off your bra.” She reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and revealed two perfect bronze breasts shadowing her muscular belly. She presented her chest with a smile, and awaited my next command. “Take off your panties.” She got to her knees, and slid her panties down her thighs without any preamble. Her. I could tell that S’ganda, or whatever her name was, wanted that pile of dough. She seemed to hesitate though and I knew what was coming next. ‘I ain’t got that much,’ she hemmed. ‘Well what do you got?’ ‘I don’t know… maybe fo’, five thousand?’ ‘I’ll tell ya what girl, just to show you what a nice guy I am, you put up five against my eight and you got a bet. First orgasm wins, the loser gets the money,’ I offered. ‘What?’ she puzzled. ‘Never mind,’ I shrugged, ‘You in or not?’ She hesitated.