"Wehave to get rid of that awful hair on your body."Smiling at me, she forced me down on my knees and started shavingmy legs, my arms, chest, back, ev...n my pubic area. After that,she applied some kind of lotion to my body, "so it doesn't hurtlater on," she explained. "Thank goodness she didn't use aftershave!" was the only thought that popped into my mind."Ok, so much for that. Now let's do something about your figure.Get up!" she yelled at me. With these words she grabbed a corsetand put it. The last couple of wrap up meetings had been canceled, so rather than staying through Monday, he switched his ticket and flew home Saturday evening. He'd called Tamara and left a message on her cell. Gene wondered if she was out with a lover, whether she was enjoying the man, whoever he was. It turned him on to think they might even be fucking as he left his message.The flight home was rather quick, and it took almost no time to pull up to the house and slide inside. Tamara wasn't home. Finch. I didn't know if he was going for a gun, grabbing a knife or a bat ... hell, I couldn't even maneuver to fight unless I dropped my sight.In a panic I sent my whole aura, the entire rainbow slamming against his, forming a massive multiple connection of every aura at once. The connection firm, I opened my eyes.His eyes were wide, his body rigid. In his right hand was a gun he had been pulling from a drawer."How in the bloody hell?" he sputtered.His thoughts came to me in a rush as every emotion. I suddenly realised why he had chosen toput them on. The sheer stockings increased the torture ten fold because theyseemed to delay the sensations for a moment. The it would hit and leave medesperate to scratch and wiggle. Which I did; twice. Then he hit my feet. Thiswas the most unbearable experience yet. After five attempts I was no more ableto bear it than the first. Mercifully on the sixth attempt my master brushedthem quickly and ignored my jerk. Then he continued up my body. Once.
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