Anari was startled from her contemplation of herself in the full-length mirror by the sudden opening of the bedroom door and the entry of Miss Simpson. Taken by surprise as she was, Anari was still alert enough to hear the quick intake of breath as the secretary took in the full wanton beauty of the captive girl. Her eyes flicked greedily over Anari’s seductive body, noting the proud nipples and the shaved pussy thrusting lewdly through the slutty lingerie. It lasted only a moment and then Miss Simpson was all business-like again. ‘This way,’ she said, turning and sweeping out of the room. Her very high heels clattering on the…