In her own fucked up way, she feels a pull towards him. There is a magnetism about him that she can’t deny, but the absolute awe she felt from befor... is gone. Her heart swings from terror to curiosity, back to horror, and through confusion. But she only shows him what he wants to see. Desire.Mistress Avery opens the door to her room and finds the young girl with her hands under the covers. She grins. “Good afternoon, Nicki. I see you’ve gotten started. Why don’t you come downstairs for a. " Now you know she can see you, even with the partition closed. You start to undress, and soon you are in only your boxers, the rest of your clothes are in the bag. Now it's my turn to intervene.I turn on the cellular phone link to the limo, and talk to you through the speakers. I try to make my voice as commanding and stern as possible. "Don't get too comfortable, my dear little slave boy. Take off ALL your clothes, as you were told, and put them in the bag." Noticing that your erection has. Don kissed me again and took off towards his apartment. I had been theretwice before but there always been Phil and Sharon there. Part ofCharlotte was scared about all of this but she trusted Don. My malepsyche kept trying to tell Charlotte not to trust him as I had used thistype of crap on more than one innocent coed and always got my dick wetthat night but she couldn't hear me. I was not sure whether I lacked theability to get through to her or her hormones were overriding her goodsense. What. She made espressos, she served me zabbaione from her naked nipples, and she undressed me and washed me in the shower. She lit a dozen candles in our bedroom and she massaged my body in lavender oil. In between she dipped her fingers in her cunt and served me sweet juice from her fingertips.When I raised my hands to caress her lovely breasts, she slapped my fingers and tied my wrists to the headrest. She straddled me and engulfed my hard cock with her slippery cunt. But only for a minute. Then.