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Sha 1 by Grant Bogart She was here again at the dark gates tipped with the thick penis spires a little past 9 PM. Late. Imperial Sha was compelled to feed her need for the mysterious new Master whose manicured fingers touched her raw sexuality, turning her dominating bitch attitude to lavish compliance with his greedy demands. She let her mink wrap settle on her shoulders. Swallowed in her throat against the diamond choker. Her lush breasts were loose and sexy-snuglly in her black angora sweater, the nipple already thick in the soft black power puff material. She wore a black spandex mini cut off at her pussy curve. No panties. Just a black garter belt holding up her sleek black hose in the golden python print slides with the 6-1/2" heels that clicked on the slate of the drive way. She wanted Master to see herself wickedly nude quickly. She wanted him all over her. What kind of money must Master have to run a club such as this? She grasped the cock-and-balls shaped doorknocker and it thudded, making her horny, jittery self startle. "Come in, Slave Sha." Sha perked at the disembodied voice. There he was. Still in a tuxedo, like last time. Would she ever see him naked? Ever get that compact maleness all naked on her? When? "You are late." "Sorry Master, traffic coming in from Monterrey." "I do not care about that. We only have these stolen moments to continue your lessons. Now I will have to hurry. And your pleasure will not be as long as you may like." "Master, I am sorry." He had no idea of the jam on the Interstate. After all this was just a game. "Show me how sorry you are. Stand out in the middle of the courtyard and take off your clothes. Enter my club naked. You may leave your stockings, and garter belt on. Now." "Yes, Master." "Then you may reenter the club and my two assistants, Jinx and Saundra will escort you to the Chamber of Chains." She backed out into the courtyard of the club. What if someone driving by on the street saw her? And he had other women? Who were they? She was crazy to want this Master. She stood in the middle of the slate-stoned courtyard. Limos were parked about. Suddenly spotlights centered on her. Almost blinding her. "Club Members, Slave Sha, is about to show us her charms, if you'd care to look out the windows." Sha gasped. Then as she looked up at the second and third story windows of the old San Francisco Mansion, she saw heads of couples in shadow come to windows, walk out on balconies. "Sha was late. Now she is delaying us Master's pleasure. Strip, whore. Show us you are a desirable cunt dedicated to Master. Leave all your possessions in the courtyard and enter naked, proudly." Sha was cotton dry in her mouth and pussy slick. She thrust her head back proudly, looked all around at the invisible couples in shadow. Then came the calls: "Strip, haughty bitch!" "Show us your tits!" "Display your hot cunt for us! Do it!" " Let's see that white class ass!" The lewd calls made her burn with sweet shame. She shrugged her expensive shorty minky stole to the ground. Thrust out her tits into the sweater. Filling the black Veronica Lake sweater with her proud clouds. "Off, Slave Sha!" Master's Voice. Yes, she would show herself proudly, and without hesitation grasped the sweater with both arms and off and over her dark coif it went, leaving her tits bursting out and hanging proud, wide nipple-tipped and goose-bumping in the night air. "Oh, sweet tits, let me suck those pretties!" "Turn around, show us those sweet tits, hussy!" A woman's cry. There were groans and whistles. Sha tingled, slick in her pussy now. She pirouetted in her snakeskin towers, shimmying her spandex spanned ass, gleaming in the courtyard spots. "Insolent slut! I said quickly! You must be bent!" Master's Voice. Quickly ShaSha went to her mini, zipped, wriggled her Cadillac ass and thrust the mini down her gartered white thighs, showing her naked ass to choruses of whistles and hoots. It was humiliating. It was hot. She kicked the skirt away. "Now, come to my assistants. The rest of you. She is mine." ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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