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John blushed deeper. "I would be honored Alys. I sometimes miss my days at the Manor you know."
John disappeared, closing the door behind him. Mistress told me to undress and stand on the dais while the girls went out and picked out items for my trousseau. According to Mistress instructions, all items were to be white, although not necessarily virginal.
John reappeared with a tray of champagne glasses and a magnum of Moet Chandon White Star. He stared at my form appraisingly, and smiled. "Shes everything Ive heard
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As his eyes raked over me I felt myself flush as my nipples, already hard from the chill in the room, stood out even further and the patch between my legs became moist. As I stood there, obviously being appraised, I wondered what this man was like naked. Would his cock be thick? Or would it be long and rather thin? Fleshy? Protruding veins? Would the foreskin around his head stick out or would it decline smoothly to his shaft? Was he a gentle lover, or hard and demanding? The one question that kept coming up again and again was would this man be one of the bidders? Would he be the one I lost my virginity to?
The girls came back in, each with an outfit theyd selected. Mistress asked John to help me dress and he took the first outfit from Chloe. She had selected a long nightgown, made of a sheer white voile with matching dressing gown. The nightgown had thin straps at the shoulders and a deep, plunging neckline. As John had me raise my hands over my head to dress me, I began to feel a bit like a life size doll, and wondered if that wasn exactly the point. I
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hard gay bears to get some sort of gratification from watching me try on the various outfits. As John smoothed the gown down my front, he ran his hands over my nipples slowly. His touch was firm, but definitely gentle. He looked at me
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