Just as quickly their thrusts and swings started to gain more and more speed. Zeus, Poseidon, Demeter, and Hades, nodded their heads in approvement.Th...y had been going at it for well over an hour, Enyo's face starting to show intense irritation. After every few strikes, she was starting to shake her head.It was taking all that Ephus had, not to grin at her. So, it was as he thought, even as strong as she was, she wasn't immune.Enyo was starting to get frustrated, what in the realms was going. I'm Locked up inside and I sleep on an old, Urine Smelling, Stained mattress that His Last Slave slept on for years. I've tidyed up, inside My Home, with the gifts and clothes His friends give me after Sunday afternoon's Party.I am His Sissy Boy, Sex Slave, bought and paid for! He instructed Me, the first night, when I was Nine, how to dress up in Hand Me Down panties and bras and skirts and stand in front of a seated Man, with My Boy's knees spread wide, so the Man can lift up my short skirt. 'Phil interrupted, "Come on, Dana, let's not get cutesy here. We're here to see sexy clothes you think we can sell. Open a new market. Please, try and cut the bullshit to a minimum.'Dana glanced at Candace. "Well, sure. We're talking sexy clothes, however we may eventually describe them. Are we agreed?'Candace replied. "I agree we're talking sexy clothes. I don't agree we're going to market them. I want to talk about your business case, and there's other issues we need to look at, too — like. She winced, thinking about the way he pinched her nipples, hard enough to turn them white, and they way he pawed at her breasts like a desperate schoolboy. Sometimes, bruises formed on them the next day, purple fingerprints like leopard spots. She slid her hands down over her soft belly, and across her wide hips, loving the contrast of her red nails against her pale skin. She stepped into the tub, the hot water caressing her foot like a kiss as she broke the surface of the water. She got in.