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My new slave girl

... my Masters closet! It’s through the bathroom” That was the second time she had said “Her Masters”. As I headed through the master bath, I remember thinking that was a little strange. I was in shock the moment I opened the walk in closet door. I stood there frozen looking at this amazing collection of bondage accessories. Hanging on the walls was an assortment of whips, leather outfits, handcuffs and restraints. On one side were some shelves with lots of goodies. I made my way over to them and on the top shelf, were lots of dildos, vibrators, anal beads, lubes, and several nipple clamp selections. The middle shelf had a couple blindfolds, mouth ball harnesses, and some leather masks. The bottom shelf had some XXX videos, some homemade DVD’s, and a big stack of photo’s. There were about 10 pictures laid out neatly on display next to the stack. I looked closer and guess who, It was Mellissa and an older couple in several acts of very nasty situations. The first photo I picked up was her and this older gentleman. He was behind her fucking her doggy style while she was restrained to the headboard. That explained the holes I noticed earlier. The second pic had her tied to all 4 corner posts of the bed; face up with this older lady riding her face. This must be aunt and uncle. No doubt they were clearly using this hot young gal as their personal slave toy. It dawned on me why she kept calling it her Masters Bed room. The stack of DVD’s were obviously made by them. Another photo ...

... was of her with nipple clamps, gagged, blindfolded, and the older lady pulling her hair back displaying the welts across her tits. WOW I thought to myself. This shit is fucking hot. I have always dreamed about this kind of situation, and always watch videos of this when I jacked off at home. Here it was right in front of me. I quickly took my measurements, adjusted my now growing cock, and gathered myself together enough to head back to the living room. When I walked back towards her, she had a slight grin on her face. Here nipples were now sticking out about a half inch, pushing the tank top tightly around them. Her left foot was up on the coffee table and her right leg was up on the couch. She was purposely showing off that naughty little pussy to me. I asked her if I could sit at the dining table to write the estimate, and to hide my growing cock. “Sure, go ahead. Did you measure my Masters closet?” This dirty little girl was clearly teasing me. I was clearly getting a taste of why she must need to be disciplined. I was so turned on by now, I found myself rubbing my crotch while writing the estimate. “I sure did, and I must say, It was a very interesting closet” I chuckled to myself, could have said something a little more creative. “I might have to take more measurements in there” let out a chuckle for her. “Oh, so you liked it. My aunt and uncle have quite the collection. They are very open-minded people I guess. I don’t mind though, I think it’s kind of cool myself” she ...