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Brandy (Chapter 2)

Date: 11/14/2014, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Author: Headmaster-Michael, Rating: 90, Source: xHamster

have some emails I have to answer before I go to bed. Early meeting tomorrow.” Michael kissed Cindy good night as she went up the stairs. She would be asl**p in ten minutes, taking a sl**ping pill each night because of chronic insomnia. The pill controlled it, but she was gone to the world ten minutes after hitting the bed. Michael walked into the den, sitting on the chair opposite of Brandy. The television was still on, but she wasn’t looking at it, only at him. “I always love cheerleader outfits. I love those red panties you wear.” Michael said it without any hesitation. “It took a while to get used to them. The skirt is so short that most routines reveled more than I was accustomed to.” It was strange. She was discussing her panties with Michael. She felt a surge of wetness between her legs. “Would you like to show me now, Brandy.” “I will do anything you want, Michael.” Her heart stopped beating. That was the first time she called him Michael. She volunteered to do anything he wanted. She was young and naïve, a virgin, not even understanding all that he might ask of her. She just felt a surge of excitement at ... doing what he wanted. Sexually doing what he wanted. “When we are alone, you will call me Sir or Master.” His voice was adamant. She sat up in the chair. “Yes, MMMAsst…,” she couldn’t get the word out. “Sir.” “Well, show me. I don’t want to have to tell you everything twice, Brandy. Naughty girls get punished.” She pulled her skirt up higher, spreading her legs until they were almost touching the two ends of the love seat. “Much better, Brandy.” He stared at her crotch, the red panties pulled tightly over her mound by the wide spread of her legs. “Do you shave your pussy?” It shocked her for a second, but then her voice quivered as she replied meekly. “I have a small bush.” She quickly added, “Sir.” “Are you wet now?” She was sure that he could see the wet spot on her panties, sure that it was there, her pussy gushing her arousal. “Yes, Sir.” “I will soon find out for myself. Let me walk you home, Brandy.” He got up, Brandy, the bulge in his pants now obvious. She was so proud of herself. She had made Michael hard. Very hard. From his words, she expected to feel his hands between her legs. Soon, real soon she hoped.