CHAPTER 7:

I entered through the unlocked door and placed my car keys on the table. Lux guided me toward the sofa in the main room. A young girl was seated on the couch. Her name was Pamela. 

The master explained, “We will be conducting a demonstration for Pamela, instead of holding the scheduled session. She is interested in the program and has requested to observe a session first.” 

That specific opportunity was never presented to me. Yet, It’s not like I requested it. 

Pamela was seated on the couch while the master occupied the recliner, and I was positioned next to him. 

Our eyes met, and I could tell that Pamela was likely contemplating my ‘tennis’ outfit, which included inappropriate four-inch stiletto heels. 

To break the silence, Lux turned to me and inquired, “Monica, do you believe you have a nice pussy?” 

I responded, “If my pussy satisfies my master, then I have a nice pussy!” 

I noticed Pamela's face flush as she nervously scanned the room after my response; in reality, I should have been the one blushing for saying such a thing. 

Subsequently, the master commanded, “Monica, go to Pamela, lift your skirt, and show her your pussy.” 

I approached Pamela with intention, halting directly in front of her, and lifted my skirt. 

A wave of shock washed over Pamela. Even though she had a clear chance to leave, she remained seated while I stood before her, exposing my pussy.

Standing in front of her, I had the opportunity to scrutinize her more intently. 

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The master commanded, "Undress, position number three, fellatio." 

I inquired, “Shoes or no shoes?" 

He replied, "Shoes. We are pressed for time; act swiftly!" 

My skirt and top were removed in an instant. The skirt came off first. 

I quickly assumed a squatting position, spread my knees wide, and initiated the blowjob by guiding his cock into my mouth. His hand struck my face. 

He reiterated the instruction, "Position number three!”

I didn't understand what I did wrong. I was squatting, my legs were wide open, and I was giving him a blowjob.

He criticized, “Where are your hands?”

Now I comprehend. The third position necessitated that my hands be positioned at the nape of the neck. 

I was trying to use my hands to stimulate his cock while it was in my mouth—to improve his experience of oral pleasure. Clearly, this was an error. 

I interlocked my hands behind my head and continued to pleasure him without using my hands.