Yes, Reluctantly

I shyly and uneasily stand my ground as Master Dax approaches. He brings his hand up towards my face and his fingers grip the underside of my chin, firmly but not so roughly as to cause any real pain. They feel wet, almost as if he had just finished washing his hands with warm water without drying them. I feel a cool sensation on my skin when he slides his fingers away and the wetness left behind dries up. 'Inspecting' me closely, he moves my head from side to side as if I am some sort of toy doll. One of his hands works its way into my silky locks of auburn hair as he brushes his fingers through them. I feel really uncomfortable being touched liked this. He must catch a glimpse of the uneasiness in my eyes as he temporarily halts his invasion of my personal space.

"A nervous one, are we?" He questions, not seeming to lose focus on his task.

"Yes..." I respond honestly, feeling his hands begin to slide down my back. A chilling shiver shoots up my spine.

"Good. " He answers.

His hands now drift over top of my ample bottom as he tries to subtly squeezes my ass through my jeans. I squirm uncomfortably to try to free myself from his **** embrace. He chuckles softly at my futile attempt to escape.

"Little Sapphire over here was once like that, wasn't she?" he puts emphasis on the ending and raises his voice to make sure she hears him.

"Ymph, Mmphr" She appears to mumble in agreement. Drool still runs down past her chin into long strings that hang in front of her bent forward torso.

"A nervous little slut when she first came here. Never once touched a man's cock, let alone seen one before." He lets go of me and turns his attention back towards Sapphire.

"And what are you now?" He questions knowing that she won't be able comprehensively answer it.

"Am mmphn mmk mmphin mph, mmphr." She blurts out from her gag.

"What was that?" He questions once more while slipping his fingers around the leather strap of the ball gag to temporarily remove it.

"An obedient cock loving **** slut, Master." She hastily says while taking a deep breath of air.

"Ha! You're definitely a cock slut. I don't know if I would call you obedient though." He says with a chuckle, stuffing her mouth once more with the gag.

He turns back towards me, smirking a devious little grin. He seems so calm and confident which makes me feel really uneasy.

"So tell me, Sara. Is that what you are as well? As closeted little slut who wants to be set free?"