Ramirez today. I'll be back late tonight. Hopefully youwon't be too tired after work for some fun.With a massive sigh Chrissy rolled out of bed. Fuck ...ork. He proceeded toput on his yoga pants that were ever so comfy and his work shirt and hisconverse. He hoped that Ashley would like his outfit but that wouldn't beenough to take his mind off later tonight.Work was the same as ever. Ashley could not get over Chrissy's newwardrobe but more importantly she kept placing her hands all over. No whippings. The Queen's slave-girl lived in the Queen's quarters, sleeping at the foot of her bed. She ate well, could take regular baths, could wear more than the tiny loin flaps the other girls wore, and had the privilege of being Anira's personal attendant. All she had to do in return was to please the Queen any way the Queen wanted to be pleased. It was an easy trade.To win such a privilege, though, she must win a fighting tournament and beat out the other three girls the Queen had chosen. ‘ ever seen this before?’ she asked, ‘no’ I stammered ‘ i mean in magazines but not like this, its… amazing’, ‘do you want a closer look?’ she asked and moved around , she opened her legs and beneath the curls I could see two pink pussy lips, ‘can I touch it’ I asked, ‘ oh yes’ she said ‘let me show you how’ and with that she took my hand and rubbed my fingers over her clit, I crawled onto the bed to lay beside her and she moved my hand around in circles. ‘just keep doing that’ she said. She sat up. "Hey." What?" I asked."I think it's your turn for a backrub." Her eyes gleamed with mischief.She pushed me onto my back and pulled the sheet down below my belly button. My erection made a mound in the sheet as she reached over and began the tickle. It felt great. There's nothing better than a body rub - except a body rub first thing in the morning.Soon, I was purring contentedly whenever she'd touch a sensitive spot. She did my chest, my nipples, my arms, my neck, my face, lips,.