I accepted and she gave me a can of coke.“I just wanted to ask you if you enjoyed wearing my underwear”. I almost choked on the coke but at least ...t gave me a moment to think and could explain the fact I’d gone beetroot red in the face. “What makes you think …” she cut me off by waving her fingers side to side. “I’m not stupid you know, so don’t try it on. You did a very good job of putting everything back neatly and in the right order but your public hair is much darker and thicker than mine.. ? ?Well, since you did say please.? The Mistress knelt once again. Lucia felt her clit being squeezed between the Mistresses figures. She couldn’t fight it any longer, she simply hung by the nails, breathing deeply waiting for it to come. The crowd was holding its breath in anticipation. She felt the tip of the needle against her clit, needing only one good push. ?I hope you’re ready for this.? The Mistress smirked. ?Please...?*** The room was dark but for the. "It is true that you are happier this way, I can tell that. However, your decision will send you down one of two paths. Each has it's perks. First, you could stay as you are, as Stacy. Tomorrow you would meet a man named Fred Garner. You two would eventually fall in love, get married, have children, and live long, very happy, lives."However, Stan has an important day for himself tomorrow. You see, Stan, tomorrow a talent agent would find you, you would be discovered. You would get a record. Oh fuck yeah, so so sorry. Will not happen again, Father, I promise.Fine. So these outfits. Short skirts, skimpy tops, open-toe heeled sandals, that sort of thing?Yeah, and the rest. Clingy dresses, tight jeans, crop tops, sexy little shorts sometimes, you get the picture.Any photos?Sorry Father. I do have some great ones but my phone is in the car.Never mind. I will make do with my imagination.Thank you Father. Just think Jessica Alba in something risqué and more than flattering and you will.