"So, you're Slave Jessica, the one my dear Karl sent over!" She said as she circled me. She was almost as tall as my Master, and I felt like a child next to her.
"He was right, you are quite the specimen, aren't you?" She said to me, her voice almost a purr. Her hands slid over my body, then tugged on the sash holding my dress closed. It easily fell loose, and the fabric draped open, revealing my nakedness underneath.
She smiled and pulled the dress from my shoulders, so it fell in a puddle at my feet. "Ah yes, you are quite nice," She determined, her fingers pulling lightly on the rings that pierce my nipples. “This is a very nice touch.”
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