Her chest heaved.Her chest heaved. Her hands were on her hips, over the supple leather skirt. Her eyes were full of fire. "Get up," she commanded. I arose, moving my legs slowly enough to permit her a long, wide- eyed view of my now steaming sex. She turned to the right and moved closer to me. Her eyes surveyed my fully clothed body. "Do you want to be tied up?" she asked. "No," I softly replied, acting as complacent as possible. "Are you sure? You're really going to be jumping around after I get started on you." "I'm sure," I said. I wanted the effect to be felt more fully this way. "Remove your clothes, please," she said nonchalantly. "Everything?" I asked. "I want to see nothing but skin, young lady. Pure, white skin. Get on with it!" Nervously, my fingers moved to my white cotton blouse and fumbled with the button between my tits. I felt Danielle's eyes on my hands as I continued the downward trek, loosening each button, opening more of myself up to her with each one. Pulling the shirt tails from beneath the waistband of my skirt, I undid the final two buttons. I looked at her face as I pulled the material apart. Her eyes were fixed on my chest, now clad in only a thin, white, lacey bra which hid little of my swollen breasts. I liked the feeling of being made to undress in front of her. It heightened my excitement. My fingers moved to the belt buckle at my waist, quickly releasing joining halves. The button and zipper at the side of dark blue skirt were next. The sound of the zipper being lowered broke the pregnant, sexy silence in the room. With just a slight push downward, the skirt fell in a heap around my feet. I stepped out of the material, clad only in my bra and panties. I held my left hand in front of the 'V' of my crotch, while my right forearm crossed in front of my breasts. Feigning shyness, I looked at my lover, soon to be my tormentor. "Can I leave my bra and panties on? I don't like to be naked in front of someone." Danielle gritted her teeth, playing my silly game to the hilt. Reaching behind her, she picked up the ominous-looking cat-o-nine tails. |