While rubbing soap,his hand would linger on part in between my thighs.In so doing ,at times , towel he used to wear slipped down exposing him.I see wi...h admiration his penis standing erect ,thick and moist at the tip.Curiously I would touch that stiff rod standing out of his thick bunch of hairs around it and he would get a mild jerk. Denying not to do that he would clasp me closely to his warm belly and so that the stiff penis remained between my breasts.Invariably, I woke up in the dead of. Mr Taylor was still breathing heavily when I lifted my head. I was trapped on my knees under the keyboard, with both my hands spilling spunk onto the floor.Quickly Mr Taylor pushed the stool backward, passing me a tissue, and standing up zipping his fly.Helping me to my feet he quietly asked, "Was that your first time...doing that?"I nodded without speaking and handed him the spunk soiled tissue."Well done, it was very, very nice."Awkwardly we both gathered ourselves, and just before we went to. .. Yes... Miss...”Julia scrubbed and scrubbed, regardless of her aches and her exhaustion.She had to!For Miss Judith stood there, with the thong ever ready.And this was but the first of seven long mornings that she would sweat her guts out... because her Master had ordered it!* * * * * *The treadmill turned with agonising slowness.Julia’s thighs and limbs seemed filled with lead. She had lost all account of time; and almost of place. She just lifted one leg up after the other and pressed it. I've never really learned to managed heels and back then I really struggled with them. I took my jacket off and placed it carefully on a coffee table. I hesitated. I had put on some weight since I met Brian and I had started regularly exercising and running so I was not quite as skinny but I was still terribly embarrassed about my small breasts and skinny body.I watched him for a while and he seemed so confident, so calm and relaxed. He smiled at me and I found myself smiling back.I began to.