Mastered 2: Ten Tales Of Sensual Surrender - Plot & Excerpts
I shimmy my skirt up to my waist, the cool air in the limousine caressing my skin. Logan watches me, an indulgent expression on his angular face. As I reveal my black G-string panties, the panties he supplied, his smile fades. “Remove them. When we’re alone, you’re to be bare under your skirts, your pussy and ass available for fucking at any time.” “Yes, sir.” I pull the skimpy scrap of silk down my thighs, over my knees, slipping them off my shod feet, feeling a sense of accomplishment that I’m able to do this without standing. I’m now naked except for the high heels on my feet, the sky blue skirt gathered around my waist and the black bra pushed under my breasts. My breasts, hips, and cleanly-shaven mons are uncovered. I kneel before my master, my hands clasped behind my back, my legs tucked under me, allowing him to see everything—my pale curves tipped with rose-colored hardness, my pink pussy lips.
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