I no longer serve just my Mistress or her female friends--I now serve all. I have had all of my orifices violated. I am no longer permitted to wear th... clothes of a woman. Instead, I wear the trashy outfits of a TV slave, outfits that expose me and serve as an open invitation to anyone interested. I am now the lowest of all slaves.I may be fooling myself that anyone is interested in hearing about my fall. If you are not interested, I hope that I haven't offended by telling of my story. I hope. The mouths on my nipples were joined by what felt like hands squeezing my breasts. It began to feel curiously good and I began to relax. I could feel gentle kissing and hands all over my body. I began to feel... strangely... loved. I was being gently bent backward and the vine around my eyes gently pulled my head back so that it was below my body.As it did so, a small opening appeared between the coils long enough for me to see three vines descending from above. One was about two inches thick. 30 - bliss!Each Wednesday I would rush home from school and as soon as I wasin the house I would lock all the doors and windows so I couldnot be discovered and then head for my sister's rooms and spendan hour of dressing up before changing back well before they weredue to return.I experimented with both my sisters clothes. Jackie, my oldersister, had wonderful sexy lingerie in lace and satin as well asher boring cotton everyday underwear and I probably enjoyed herclothes most. She had a. She gave the bowl a shove, moving it abouthalf the required distance, and then crawled forward,her backside facing Ralph, to get ready for anothershove.Concentrating on getting the bowl into position, shedidn’t notice Ralph rise from his position and move upbehind her until, poised to give the last push, shesuddenly felt his hot breath on her bare butt. Shefroze, hands on the rim of the water bowl, kneesconveniently slightly spread in preparation to push.She wanted to turn around and yell.