She smiled as she looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the closet door. She traced her finger along the deep V neckline of her little black ...ress and remembered the day that he had taken her clothes shopping.She remembered the red dress she was wearing that day - the only dress and only clothes she had left from her previous life. She still had that dress, although now it was just a memento… a reminder of a part of her life that was, thankfully, over.Bella put on her thigh-top. When Gena had spoken to Charles in private, after having sex with him, they both had been slightly different toward me. I knew that they were keeping something secret from me, but now I got an inkling of what it was. Charles had become a more assertive and confident master since that night. He had also agreed to this session with Brian surprisingly easily. A beautiful collar had mysteriously appeared and I doubted that Charles had a clue about where to get such a thing. Gena had been remarkably. Whenever we were alone she intentionally brought up the subject of intimacy. She used to tell me how his husband is neglecting him. I tried to explain that it’s the nature of his work. But her intentions were other wise.One day she was talking with me. Nobody was there in the home. She was looking very sexy. From her left side, her side pallu was slightly up and there was a gap in between, through which the angular curves of her left boob covered with blouse was prominently visible. The boob. I had found a “Playgirl” magazine a few months before and even then my young cock ached as I looked at the pictures of naked men, Their beautiful, soft cocks looked so manly, so amazing. Looking at those pictures gave me feelings and urges I didn’t fully understand but had to explore.I had seen a “Adult” bookstore before as I sat on the back seat of my parents car. I know enough, even back then, that the store was filled with sex. Magazines, videos, toys want all I wasn’t sure, but I was drawn.