She reminded herself that her body was his to do withas he pleased so she didn?t complain. When she was done she sat in front of herMaster with eyes c...st down looking at his feet. She had to contain herself soshe didn?t throw her self down and started licking his feet. She loved him somuch and wanted to show him as often as she could that she was his slave to walkall over, but instead she just sat impatiently staring at his shoes. After a while helooked up and smiled. Stroked her hair and told. We all talked about it before he left on Saturday morning. Alex and I were sat at the kitchen table and Jane was standing next to him. His hand slid up her skirt from behind as we spoke. His open touching of her was both erotic and painful to watch. I knew that his fingers would be probing her; touching her pussy lips; arousing her and exciting her. “I am not going to be doing anything to her while she is on her own with me that I haven’t done already in your presence!” He told me. “It’s just. “Your nipples are hard,” she said, her hands examining me…”Why do you think that is?” she asked. I nodded again hoping this was only the beginning…”Do you have a razor?” she asked the counselor…I looked and saw a razor in the counselor’s hand…Then the razor was on me…on my privates…the counselor’s hands smoothing me and a gentle shaving…I lifted my body as there were hands all over me now…I lifted again. “You’re clean,” the counselor said to me…I only nodded, in anticipation and then…what I. Or she could walk home but that was about a 10 km walk.I told her that really sucks and then offered her a lift home. She said that would be lovely if I didn't mind and I told I don't mind at all and we made our way to my car. We hopped in and I slowly drove her home as we chatted. While chatting i glanced over to her and looked down at her legs as our school just recently went back into summer uniform. Her dress was midway up her thighs and her thighs looked rather sexy. Halfway to her house.