He caressed the inside of her thigh with his finger tips before momentarily dipping his head between her legs and kissing her several times on the sen...itive inside if her leg, just inches from the ever increasing wet spot. He inhaled deeply, savouring her musky smell.She layed back on the bed and started to unbutton her blouse. Sliding her bottom forward to the very edge of the bed made it easier for Tom's limited reach and soon the fingers of his right hand were tracing along the edge of her. And the sissy will comply. Just like any whore out on the streets, a prison sissy is a slave and must obey his pimp completely.This particular sissy is named “Pretty Pinky”. That’s not his real name. Once a punk has been turned out as a sissy, his owner will give him a "street" name – a female name. And from that point on that sissy will, for all intents and purposes, be a woman. Pinky is 34, but appears to be much younger. “She” has been in prison for almost a year now. “She” has belonged to. “My apologies, Your Highness. I did not know it was you.”“Fret not,” Joseph replied. “What is this about foreigners taking all of our material?”“Baron Jonathan and Lady Elena showed up at my shop and told me that all available materials were to be loaded onto a ship bound for Paxifica,” the man answered. “I have my assistants working to make more for our use because I understood this order came from you.”Joseph frowned.“Let us keep moving before we dislocate both of our shoulders,” he said.“To. Me: I don’t think we could fit in there together, Georgina.Georgina: Nonsense! We’ll fit, you’ll see!Me: Okay, if you say so. Anyway, let me show you the rest of the apartment.Georgina: Wait! Could I use the bathroom for a minute? I need to pee!Me: Oh, sure, Georgina! I’ll wait for you in the living room.Mmm. Georgina is sure taking her time in there. I wonder if I should check if everything is okay? Let me peek in. Oh, she’s still-Georgina: Mmm. Oh, hey, Aafi. Do you want to use the bathroom.