“Yes Mistress.’ ‘Who is she?’ ‘No one, Mistress.’ ‘So you let some no name whore suck your cock!’ I press the forward button s...eing my slave with this other female ignites a jealous passion in me that is uncontrollable. I begin my punishment immediately. ‘Take off your clothes. I will show you what I do with a naughty slave that will not keep his cock in his pants.’ An eagerness to please me shows in his movements, he strips quickly. I hardly allow him this much clothing but when he. You had to run to get home and sleep after our wonderful kiss. Did you?”Looking at her damp t-shirt, I wonder how the nipples of such small breasts could be so prominent. Oh fuck, I think, but I manage to ask, “Did I what?”“Sleep, silly. I tossed and turned. Someone was on my mind.”A shiver runs through me. Don’t ask who, repeats like a mantra. “Yes, in fact I slept in. Now have to rush.”“Working tomorrow?”“Not on a Sunday.”“Good, then we can continue tonight.”I know exactly what she is. My mum worked from home as she had an online business that she ran, she used a computer in a small room near the lounge to do her business from, so that ment that we spent many hours together in the house alone, my bedroom was on the second floor just along the landing from my mums, at the other end of the landing there was a bathromm etc., it had a nice shower in it also.About 7pm One evening just after we had eat our evening meal I went up to my bedroom, I had told my mother that I was going. Soft yet strange. As I got up I heard theswishing of the tutu. They all laughed and came up to me. Hugging andholding me and making me feel so warm and wanted. They each complimentedmy look. At first I thought they were kidding, but with time I beganfeeling pretty. I even began moving my hips as I walked. I liked the feelof the tights on me. And when Jared came up to me and held me in his armsI felt like I was his girl. I seemed to be melting in his arms. He was sostrong and I was wearing a.