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... sometimes a strong hint of nip: Yes Sir. To make a long story short, the Master is insisting that her young body be used to further his sexual ambitions. Just for this, she has to wear the correct clip: no strap on, hands tied to the bedpost, tongue licked clean of all things but her... well, not so much... but, still some things must be done, in this case it would seem that she would rather die than share... she says that she will show the man exactly what he is missing out on. She takes a deep breath, and obeys with the signal. It takes two minutes for her body to clear the shock of the moment and start to calm again. As her hands slowly drop, she is surprised by how firm her bottom remains and by the wetness that has gathered at the entrance of her cunt. The man smiles. She follows the line of the floor. In a soft feminine voice he tells her to kneel in the middle of the room.

She bows her head slightly, but her eyes sternly remain to the task at hand. In this position she feels no pressure, and allows him access to the wetness that hangs down around her waist. She hears his key turn in the lock. She raises her eyes at the sound of his padded, strong padded leather boots echoing across the dark stained wood. From the corner of her eye she sees another clip lock, pulling on it in simple, yet effective fashion. She arches her knees to give the touch, and listens as he pushes the pads into the floor. She hears a rasping noise, and the realization jumps to her. She knows what that sound is. She knew it when she walked into that room. A hard metallic click tells her that he is pleased. He steps away from her, turns and heads for the door. She listens as he opens the door. A note, handwritten in sexy cursive script, lays on the door, and another, less cursive one, lays on the floor. She sits there.

Her feet slowly bump into the hard floor, and she listens as his strong hands gently massage her legs. His hand softly caresses her soft bum. She rolls her head from side to side, silent. After what seems an eternity, he opens the door. She feels the strong, familiar presence of the slave she has to tell... her Master. He gives her a warm, wet kiss on her lips. The doors closes behind him. He steps closer to her. His strong strong arms encircle her. He guides her to the center of the room. He stands behind her. He tells her to stand..