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the blouse, coupled with the freedom of the skirt finished off with heeled sandals, gave her a look that crossed between carefree hippie and confident businesswoman. A look that showed she was not afraid to make her own statement in the world.
    Phillip approved. He loved her independent spirit and the fact that she expressed it through her clothing. As she more and more became his sexual slave, he needed to be sure to allow her this freedom of expression.
    In the soft light of the setting sun, Sarah unbuttoned her blouse. With a quick look around, she let it fall off her shoulders, revealing a sexy red pushup bra beneath. The blouse had been buttoned too high to show her cleavage, which, now revealed, showed like a dark line between two beautiful hills of white. The scarlet of the bra only accentuated their paleness, though it beautifully matched the color of her blushing cheeks.
    He crossed his arms and leaned against the pillar of the porch as she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. Instead of pantyhose, she wore garters and hose with a thong covering her shaved mound. His cock rose, straining the fabric of his pants and he shifted his weight to ease the pressure.
    Her seductive smile teased. “You like these?” Turning on the porch, she modeled her sexy underwear. He amended his description of her—carefree hippie mixed with confident businesswoman mixed with a healthy dose of wanton underneath.
    “I like them very much, slave. Now take them off.”
    Phillip absolutely loved the way the color came up in her cheeks when he commanded her. Just as he expected, she took off the least-revealing item first, unsnapping her stocking from the garter and rolling it down her long, shapely leg. She’d draped her blouse and skirt over the porch railing, now she balanced the rolled-up stocking on top before bending and taking off the other. Once that joined its mate, she slid the garter belt down and off, then hesitated. Phillip grinned as she tried to decide which would embarrass her least…the bra or the thong.
    A truck roared past the end of the driveway just as she unclasped her bra. With a start, she jumped and looked toward the road as if she expected the driver to magically appear in the small clearing. Phillip watched with amusement as she realized it was already long gone. Her shoulders slumped in relief.
    “You will be naked in front of others soon, you know.”
    Sarah looked up, her eyes wide. Yet her voice was steady when she spoke. “I know. I’m almost ready.” She grinned, her composure coming back. “The truck just surprised me, that’s all.”
    Phillip nodded to the north. “Just my neighbor, who drives a big, souped-up truck to prove his manhood to the world.”
    With an enigmatic smile, Sarah just nodded. She pulled off the bra, then pushed down her thong almost as if she wanted to get the ordeal over with. Phillip recognized the signs. Whether it was something he’d said or just that she thought she’d almost gotten caught, he wasn’t sure. But Sarah’s sudden rush to get undressed and stand before him naked told him she wanted to be indoors. Fast.
    Stepping to the door, he held the screen open for her as she gathered her clothes and brought them in with her. Pushing her to the edge of the cliff without pushing her off tended to be a delicate balance sometimes. Wondering what had suddenly turned her off and hoping he hadn’t pushed too far, he followed her inside.

Chapter Two
    Limits
     
    Sarah set her folded clothes on a chair just inside the living room door, then took the stance Phillip had taught her. Legs slightly parted, her hands clasped behind her back, her chin up and her gaze straight ahead and waiting. A slave’s position.
    Her nipples stood out in the cooler air inside the cottage and little goose bumps crawled along her arms, making her shiver. She shook herself and took a deep breath, mentally putting away the stresses of the week, relaxing into the role she loved. The questions