“You better not even think you're going to cum until I let you you little bitch,” she said. She sounded almost as close to getting off as Jamie di.... I could hear her heavy breathing from behind the camera and the frame was swaying slightly so I knew she wasn't sitting still either. The shot moved and went still as Kelly set the camera down on the bed facing Jamie. I heard a drawer open and a buckle being undone as I watched Jamie lay on the bed trying to catch her breath. I saw her look off. Ilooked around and chose some things to wear for the drive.I stripped off what I'd been wearing before donning a pair of Ocean BlueFrench Knickers with black lace trim at the legs. I fastened the Vintageblue silky satin bra around my chest. Added the camisole that matchedthe knickers, before steeping into a waltz length full skirt in darkblue cotton printed with white birds. I wore a half petticoat of threelayers of tulle edged with 3 inch wide broderie anglaise. My blouse wasin a dark blue. It was a frilly, white thing, which tied around the waist, almost like a maid's apron. I hesitated, I had no apron of my own, but it seemed stupid to risk splashing myself again, just to avoid wearing something with some frills. I took it out, still justifying to myself that this was a purely practical measure in the kitchen and not a sissy thrill at all. Once I'd tied it on though, I crossed to the hall to see what it looked like on. Sissy. It was sissy - no denying it. I loved it. I could nip. Turning off the burner and letting the eggs cool, I set plates at the table for us before sitting down to watch her. Her eyes fluttered open at the scraping sound of the chair, and she looked at me. "Are you going to untie me?" she begged."No, I want to watch you for a little while longer," I decided."Oh god," she moaned as her eyes rolled back in her head. The pleasure was almost too intense, but her lips curled upwards. She was enjoying herself.A few more minutes passed and I doled out.