You can fuck, get fucked, torture or get tortured, play games, anything you like, we try to make it happen. Usually we succeed.’ Madame smiled sligh...ly. ‘That last bit sets us apart from any other bdsm club or brothel. We usually succeed in making our guests happy. Very Happy. The big difference is our serving staff. As you will soon find out, they are devoted to their work. Highly devoted. In fact so devoted, they will do anything to make you happy. Their life and sanity depends on your. "Her brother, Karl, opened his eyes but instead of leaving he reached out to pull his sister's satiny form tight against him and crushing her firm breasts in their wet bra against his chest. He attached his lips to her sweet cherry-red lips and they commenced a long sensuous tongue kiss.Tammi wrapped her arms around her brother's massive shoulders and held him as his hands caressed her firm ass. As he did this she allowed one of her legs to slowly run the length of his leg.Between the long kiss. "You promise right?" Yup," said Chloe, hugging him and holding out her hand."Ok, deal," said Charlie, knowing he had no choice anyway, stuck in thishuge dress.He walked ever so slowly with her, hand in hand, then looking up andrealizing he was about to be on line with two dozen other little girls.For the first time he was happy to be in a pull up himself, feelingready to explode from his nerves looking down at the size of his dress.He could see Chloe now engaging with the other mothers and some. She called me a pervert and worse and then got really angry. She went to my closet and got my soccer uniforms and shoved them under my ass and around my crotch. Then she cut the string that attached me to my key and bent over me. “Now you can’t get away, you little slut. And when Suzy comes back on Monday, she’ll find you here, lying in a pool of your own filth, all over your precious uniforms. You fuckin’ bitch. How dare you think you can use me like that.” She threw the sheet back over.