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She held out her hands and though they weren’t surgeon-steady, her fingers weren’t trembling the way they had been.
Master Bennani reached behind her and picked up the suit. He undid the back zipper, then crouched.
“There were multiple mentions of putting it on ‘like tights’ and I have to admit I don’t know what that means.” He looked up. “You may need to assist with the legs.”
Josslyn bent and took the suit when he offered it to her. She carefully scrunched up one of the legs, her thumbs on the inside. The material was too thick to allow her to gather the entire length of the leg at once.
Resting her butt on the edge of the massage table, Josslyn pointed her toes and stuck her foot through the ring of gathered fabric.
She tugged what she had up to her knee, then carefully began working the thick, stretchy latex. When she got her foot through, she noticed that there were small fasteners around the cuff, and remembered he’d said there were socks and gloves. If he chose to use every piece of the suit, she’d be completely insulated from the air and the outside world.
The idea was both terrifying and thrilling.
She worked her other foot in. Master Bennani watched her with an intense focus that made her slightly self-conscious as she started to wiggle and tug to get it up her thighs.
Master Bennani grabbed her wrists just as she was preparing to pull it up over her hips.
She looked down, meeting his gaze.
He slowly guided her hands behind her so she gripped the edge of the massage table.
Josslyn looked down at herself. The suit was bunched up around her upper thighs. Her legs were long columns of glossy black. Her feet seemed startlingly pale in comparison, though she wasn’t fair-skinned.
“This next part is mine,” he said softly.
Master Bennani wedged his hand into the narrow space between the bunched fabric and her sex. He cupped her pussy, index and ring finger spreading her open, his middle finger thrusting up into her. She gasped, pushing up on her toes, fingers tight around the table edge behind her.
He fucked her with the tip of his finger, a small penetration. Then he spread the wetness from her vagina along the valley of her sex to her clit. He circled her clit several times, and Josslyn’s head fell back as pleasure rolled through her.
“Reach down and hold yourself open for me,” he commanded.
Josslyn reached between her own legs, her fingers brushing his. He pulled his hand away, and hers took its place, holding her pussy lips spread apart.
Master Bennani stood and walked away, returning only a moment later with a long, slim glass wand only slightly thicker than his finger.
This time he dropped to his knees, nudging her feet apart. She couldn’t spread her legs much, thanks to the bunched fabric tight around her upper thighs.
Master Bennani reached between her legs, doing something she couldn’t see for several moments. Then the rubbery tip of the vaginal sheath touched her labia. Josslyn reared back, pushing up on her toes as she leaned away.
“No,” he said, but it was gentle.
With a whimper, Josslyn sank down onto her heels. “I’m sorry, Sir. It’s just… It’s so…”
“Green, yellow, or red?”
She hadn’t expected the question so she didn’t have an answer ready. Josslyn closed her eyes. She was not exactly frightened, but anxious. She was fairly certain that if she hadn’t been gripping the edge of the massage table with all the strength in her arms, her fingers would once more be noticeably trembling. Yet she wanted this. If he were to stop right now, she’d be horribly disappointed.
“Green,” she said softly.
“Really?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He shifted, kneeling up, bracing a hand on the bench beside hers. That brought his head level with her midsection. He placed a gentle kiss there.
Josslyn’s body and mind both went soft, and she sank deep into her submission.
“You’re such a good girl to take it,” he murmured.
