Chapter Two
Settling In & The Start of Sappho’s Initiation
“You can go in if you want!”
Sappho was on all fours on the edge of the bed; her knees were about twenty inches apart. Her legs were clad in black hold-ups and she was still wearing her high-heeled shoes. The micro-dress she’d been ordered to wear was up around her waist and drawn down from the top to reveal her breasts.
Sappho had been instructed to depilate and arrive without wearing any underwear; she’d obliged and seemed proud. Her backside was high and her spine was arched downwards, which pushed out her t**s like a double bow-sprit and raised her shoulders and head so she was able to throw back her long, heavy auburn hair and look straight ahead.
As it happened, I was already in, but she meant I should go into another pl
