Ramla listened to her master... She was relieved to hear that one of her duties was not to please him sexually. Though... she was a bit confused as to what he meant... Yet she shrugged her shoulders prettily and proceeded to do as he asked, murmuring with a soft voice, "Yes, my master... As you wish my master..." Yet... first she would get up most gracefully to walk silently on her bare feet towards the desk.... Seeing a stick, she picked it up and with her elegant fingers, she agilely took her long jet black locks into a twist and with a complicated maneuver she lifted them into a knot and stuck the stick in between her silken strands... If her master wanted to inspect her body, then she would make sure her hair was not in the way....

 

That done, she stood before him, and quickly diverst her bodess of her scant clothing... The sheer white voiles went first, discarded on the floor at her feet... The next thing went her chain belt, hooked around her hips to clip the gossamer skirt in place... She took off her armbands and whatever ornamentation that were about her feet. And then finally the black one piece she wore to barely cover her charms... All this, she did in a matter of fact manner... No seduction in anyway.... Mostly in an brisk efficient manner... She for one, was not ashamed or shy about her curvaceous form...

 

Once she stood before him, in all her glory, she turned sideways and lifted her left leg in a dainty manner, to let the heel of her feet rest on the desk.... She did bend her torso forwards and touched her toes with much ease... That shouldn't be a surprise, since she had already proved that she was most flexible. Keeping still, for him to inspect as he wished...