Nichole was a most willing pupil. At first, because of her upbringing and pride, she had been extremely difficult. But he had broken her. He had broken her so completely that he was about to lose interest in her. The challenge was gone; Nichole would willingly do anything he wished. She had been under his influence about a year. In one year, she went from an innocent young girl with ideals and aspirations to an eager little slut who had performed every known sexual depravity. Nichole now knew that she would never again enjoy what is commonly known as "normal sex". She knew she could never be happy married to one man; never, unless he allowed her to have orgies.

Now, she lay back in the leather chair with her dress pulled high, revealing her ripely expectant loins. Naked from the waist down, she sprawled, her legs slung over the thick arms of the chair and she let her head loll back, her mouth slack and laxly open. The delicate fingers of her free hand slid down and tangled in her pubic hair. Her hips were slowly undulating and pumping in an obscene manner as her free hand slid down on either side of the moist, pulpy lips of her hotly twitching vagina. Using thumb and forefingers, she impatiently spread her lust-swollen pussy lips and revealed the moistly pink inner walls of her cunt. Below her thinly bearded vaginal mouth, her white buttocks met in a deep tight crevice.

Web watched as her sensual young body shuddered in obscene delight and her hips twisted and thrust forward so that her ripely fleshed buttocks ballooned on the edge of the chair. Her head lowered so that she had to look down at her eagerly writhing loins between breasts that jutted up in front of her like snowy twin peaks. Her wetly quivering cunt was tilted up high as she ran the long thick vibrator up and down the slit, pausing to let it shudder over her erect little clitoris as her eyelids fluttered and she gasped for breath. Already, her pleasure was wracking her body with its intensity.