Her chest was pushed out and she stood proudly. She was confident of her beauty. No man had touched her. Her boobs and buttocks were firm and plump. T...ere were no marks or freckles on her body. Her complexion was fair and her skin was milky smooth. Those pointed nipples saluted the emperor.The scene was very inviting and the emperor reached out and pressed up her boobs. Nissa moaned at his touch. She did not feel it was indecent to moan in the presence of the emperor. It made the emperor. As he walks off, Safi stands there, awkwardly. I ignore him as I begin washing myself off again. He could watch if he wanted to. I did think of teasing him to join me, but decided against it. After finishing up, I walk up and the boy moves away, letting me go without any incident. I dry off, and dress up again, well, dress up as much as I'm allowed and the boy just watches. I could tell by the bulge in his pants that he was hard again, probably from watching me bathe, but hey, I dont have to. Leaving it on the floor behind me, I listened for the sound of metal, leather of the distinct squeak of something rubber. There was nothing to give me any clues as to what it was she planned, and that in itself was the plan.Again she moved up close behind me, her arms wrapping around my shoulders as her fingers found their way to my top shirt button. As she slowly worked her way down I could feel her long locks teasing my bound hands. Eventually the last of my buttons felt a freedom of its. No wonder she was dripping down her leg. She could see Art in the car and he had gotten the camera out and was taking pictures of her as she walked. She smiled at him. No, actually she had a shit eating grin on her face that wouldn’t go away. As Ida got to the top of the steps, Art got out and walked to meet her. She could see his erection poking out of the leg of his shorts, and when she was still a few feet away, he exclaimed “Holy shit, Ida, I can smell you from here!” Ida blushed and.