Holding hands like a couple of teenagers they hurried upstairs and she felt his hand caressing her buttocks as they ascended. Jane had opted for a pai... of black skin tight ski pants and a thin feminine yellow top. She had checked herself in the hall mirror and wondered if the small camel toe she could see was going to be too much - nah she decided, 'if you've got it, flaunt it!'Turning her around at the foot of the bed to face him he took a pace back to admire her. Blushing, Jane twirled around. I know the pain she is to endure and I would take it for her if I could. You smile, knowing everything I am thinking. You are right, me taking her pain would not help her to become a better slave. It would not help any of us. It is not what you brought me here for. SURELY you know me well enough to know that is EXACTLY what I would feel. Of course I would ache for her, she is innocent. Of course I would step between her and the lash if I could. Of course I wish to comfort her, and yes, you even. We then had a discussion about circumcising men and how it was a good thing, as is prevented cancer and was cleaner. We all had experience of men who were not good with hygiene, When I had a man who hadn’t washed properly, I would ask him did he pull his skin down to wash, even though they had a shower before the massage, It was surprising how many men never retracted to wash properly. I would use a flannel and hand gel to clean them up as part of the game. Telling them that they were naughty. Maybe 20 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes and big tits! Her shirt was very low cut and when she bent over to serve me my coffee I caught an amazing glimpse of her massive cleavage. I am pretty sure she caught me looking, but didn't seem to bothered by it. Fifteen minutes later she came back to give me a refill and bent over again. I thought her tits were going to fall out. She looked me right in the eye and smiled. Man I was hard as a rock. I finished up my coffee and left to find.