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Excerpt:My nagging semi-erection jumped to its full glory as I saw Misha displayed therein. Her wrist cuffs were fastened together and were in turn, fastened to the ceiling. Her legs were spread pleasingly and her ankle cuffs were fastened to steel eyelets in the flooring. She had been obviously bathed as the grass stains from her previous encounter on the lawn were gone. Randall left us as we went to examine her.

"Her breasts are unusually firm and see how rigid her nipples get." Joseph explained as her fondled her. Misha winced as he tightly pinched her stiff pebbles. "See for yourself," he said, gesturing for me to touch her.

I quickly placed my hands on her ample breasts and kneaded the pliant flesh. Indeed her breasts were as firm as Joseph had described. Her aroused nipples felt like warm pearls and I could sense her heightening arousal as my hand moved along her flat belly and curved hips.

"In addition to her beauty, she also has a ravenous appetite for cock. She has learned that the only way she can have her own fires quenched is by completely satisfying her Master. She is no doubt wet with anticipation," Joseph stated. "Why don't you see for yourself?" he queried.

My hand ran through her soft, dark patch and my fingers traced the outline of her nether lips. Her gathering moisture was slippery as my finger slid along the center of her crease. Her head tossed back and she pushed her pelvis against my hand as my finger parted her opening and glided effortlessly up her channel. She went limp at the knees, dangling by her wrists, while my thumb worked fervently on her clit. Her breath was getting short.

"Don't let her cum yet," Joseph warned. "She is not allowed to cum until she has given pleasure or her Master has given her permission," he added. He then clamped her right nipple painfully between his thumb and index finger, causing her to squeal. "You're not going to cum are you?" he yelled at her.

It was too late. I felt the warm flow of her juice and the quivering muscles of her wanton being lapping at my probing finger. A low moaning sound could be heard escaping her throat as the orgasm overtook her tense body.

Joseph was seemingly furious. "How dare you disgrace me in front of my guest?" he shouted. "What do have to say for yourself slut?"

There was fear in her eyes as she replied, "I'm sorry Master! His hands are so powerful and so skilled. I was not able to control myself!"

"That's an excellent response wench, but you have violated a very important rule of your training. You must be punished!" he told her as she straightened her knees and hung her head. "You will pleasure my guest and I'll decide your penance later."

Misha replied with a meek, "Yes Master."

Joseph directed himself to me as he began unfastening Misha. "You may do with her as you please for the next two hours. Do not hesitate to punish her if fails to comply with your wishes or does anything that displeases you. Also, do me the honor of advising me of any imperfections."

The events of the past few minutes had done nothing to ease the looming bulge in my trousers. I was near bursting and quickly disposed of my shoes and trousers as soon as Joseph left. I then addressed Misha as my raging erection was freed. "You have permission to speak, but first you must ease my discomfort."