“what are you wearing?” the call began… “gee Master, i was feeling very virginal tonight, am wearing white laura ashley nightgown, very innocent, very virginal… it is white, long and clings to my curves” “get a glass of ice water, mostly ice, NOW and kneel in front of the mirrors”, there are floor length mirrors in my bedroom… swallowing i knelt carefully holding the glass and listening. Glancing up, i watched as my nipples pressed against the soft white fabric, breast heaving with each nervous breath, the water glass glistening. “lift the glass and take a sip and let it pour down over your breasts” he spoke… “yes Sir” i responded… and lifting the glass, let the icy water touch my pink lips a moment and then tilt more to empty, a cry escaping my lips as the wetness drenched my white nightie, the fabric clinging against my now rock hard nipples… “AHHHHH, OH, AHHHHHHHH”… [...]