the credit card slipped into the G-string, and she giggled as she took it out. Then Brenda took off the G-string, wanting to be naked except for the collar and high-heels. She looked at herself in the mirror again, stroking the smoothness of her shaved crotch and pussy-lips. She loved the feel of it, the smoothness, the delicious kinkiness of being bare down there. It was after three in the morning, but Brenda wasn’t the least bit tired yet. The walk from the corner had turned her on so much, knowing that she was safe even though she was almost naked under the coat. She felt more energetic than she usually did at this hour, and she got to thinking about what she might do on the videotape.
She decided maybe she would experiment a little bit. Not to make the actual video the Master wanted, but just to play around a bit and see how she looked. She tiptoed naked out into the hall and peered into Kristi’s room to make sure she was asleep. Then she went back into her own room, locked the door, and opened the suitcase.
There was the video camera, a subtly illicit sex toy. Brenda took out the thing and set it on the nightstand next to her bed. She hadn’t used one of these more than a couple of times—and never for something like this—but it didn’t take too long for her to figure out how to get the tape in and start it rolling. Brenda sat down on the bed, still feeling a little nervous despite herself. She stopped the tape and rewound it, watching through the eyepiece. There was a perfect image of her sitting naked on the bed. Brenda pressed “record” again and leaned back, staring in to the open eye of the video camera.
She still wore her high-heeled shoes, which she imagined the Master would have liked. But then again, this tape wasn’t for him—she was just playing. This tape was for her. Brenda decided that she liked the high heels too, if only because no one walked around naked with high heels on except porn stars and dancers—much less lay on a bed naked in high heels. So the shoes stayed as Brenda relaxed into the bed, spreading her legs open for the camera.
This was even sexier, she decided, posing for her own pleasure. It had really turned her on knowing that the Master had been videotaping her, but this seemed somehow more naughty. Brenda began to touch herself, running her hands over her thighs, her belly, her breasts, her throat and face. She ran her fingers through her messy, rumpled hair. She started playing with her breasts and her pussy, reminding herself that she could do anything she wanted, since she was going to erase the tape. She found herself wanting to do something incredibly dirty. She just couldn’t think of what it was.
She had already allowed herself to be videotaped and ordered around by some guy she had never met. That was pretty dirty. But Brenda wanted to do something even nastier, something more viscerally nasty. As she slipped her fingers inside herself she decided it was time to take some chances. She didn’t usually play with her ass, but for some reason the idea of doing it now, for the camera, turned her on immensely. She lifted her ass slightly as she worked two fingers into her wet, shaved pussy. Easing her fingers out, she slipped them down between the cheeks of her ass, gently rubbing the tightness of her hole.
Brenda had played with her ass, sure. She had even kind of liked it. She had tried anal sex with a couple different guys and that was usually lots of fun if they went very slowly and got her very turned on before they tried to put it in to her. She would have liked to explore her ass more, even just by herself, like this. But maybe it was just too weird for her. She had never pursued it much. But now, she was getting incredibly turned on just feeling her fingertips swirl around the tightness of her ass. Touching it like that felt good. She wanted to try going inside, but it seemed like her fingernails would cause a problem in there. She was used to being careful when