“Why are we here?” she asked.“To kit my new housekeeper in an appropriate uniform,” he replied, looking at a sweater with OH WHAT FUN printed ...n the front.Wendy was horrified at the thought of wearing it, but then he moved on to something even worse – a lace-trimmed net beach dress. His next look was at bright yellow high visibility wear for motor-cyclists. Finally he settled on a sensible overall which was actually advertised as for laboratory or school wear.“Don’t you think this would be a. He finally slipped out but I was ready for more. And I told him that. Later he said. Well do better later. He moved off me and went to the bathroom. I lay there for a minute trying to calm down. Pulling my tights and leotard back up I stood up by the couch. I could feel his sperm coming back out of me dripping on the inside of my crotch. I had forgotten about this part. But to me this time it felt good and a little erotic.If she was actually me now she or rather Jim would actually like to be. ??Please fuck me,Master,? she repeated with intensity.?Not yet. Youhaven?t earned a fucking. Get on your hands and knees doggie style with yourface to the front,? Brian commanded.Jan obeyed. Brianclipped her wrist and ankle chains to the floor. From the glove compartmentBrian removed a narrow, stiff scrub brush. He placed the bristles against Jan?spussy then proceeded to hold the barbs in place with a black leatherharness.? Immediately the fire within herbody rekindled. Jan moved her pelvis so. It's how I've ended each day for as long as I can remember ... it's how I'll end each night here as well."Dominique squat down next to me and brushed her fingers across my face."I don't usually read on the pot though." She giggled at my widening eyes awkwardly and bopped my face with the back of her book. "How 'bout we break in my new reading chair?"Back at home, in the safety of my apartment, I'd fantasized about this moment too many times to count--Dominique sitting on my face--being forced.