Then she began pinching my nipples really hard, which hurt, but was kinky. I breathed in and out slowly, and tried not to go nuts. I so wanted to get ...ut of this, but I gave it a real chance. Then she whipped my tits."Fuck," I moaned through the gag.She could see I wasn't liking this too much, so she unchained me, and took the gag out. Although, she had something else in store for me. She had a chair, that had a dildo under it."Your master has something else she wants to try, sex slave," she. I smiled – she was a special friend and exceptionally good in bed as I remembered. I was wearing my “smart trousers” as she called them. The door to the boardroom opened. I looked up to see a tall, slim woman enter the room. She was wearing a below navel blue sari with a low cut blouse . Her hair was immaculately styled, her face adorned with light make-up that accentuated her cheeks and her soft complexion, her presence was confident and strong. I could smell her perfume “ah, Opium” I thought. She took the cream and put it on his ass, balls and around his cock. She shaved him until she was pleased with the outcome and then she turned of the water. After shaving his add and balls, she disappears again for a moment and returns with an enema. She bends him over and cleans his ass while whispering what she is planning to do with him in his ear. His cock is hard, his balls swollen from cum and he is so horny. She knows this and she keeps on teasing his cock, stroking it and massaging his. It went in easily, such was the extent of her secretion of juices. Mavis was delighted that her reintroduction to sex would be via the tried and proven Missionary position, her accustomed position, though way back in the past she’d tried others, including some requiring almost the skills of a gymnast. Miles began prodding her with long, even strokes and she tried to be a little animated, pushing up as he came down so their pubic areas smacked together, though not painfully. A couple of minutes.