“I suggest you see Tuan. You have duties to perform tonight, and you will not disappointment me.”
I couldn’t move. For several seconds my feet seemed glued to the floor. My body pulsed with s****l heat; my crotch itched, as if it begged to be fondled. My insides ached to be filled. Afraid of all I felt, my desire to flee the room abruptly returned, and I swiftly made my exit, though I was unable to tear my eyes away from the master. Had he charmed me so that I’d forgotten how I hated him? Or was I just momentarily stunned?
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That evening Tony joined Mr. Sun and his other guests in the formal dining room. I sat at the master’s right hand wearing a see-through pink organza blouse over an open-breasted corset, and a tight cream-colored knee-length skirt that hugged the curves of my hips
