. have sex!" I then added.I then saw my Grandmother glance at my Grandfather, who just shrugged and muttered something under his breath."So, what do y...u think?" I then asked eagerly.Neither my grandparents really wanted to talk about it after I asked that question, so I left it there, and headed back to college.But a couple of days later my Grandmother suddenly called me, and after much talking about nothing important, finally brought up the subject about the porn thing again, and then said. Expecting to do some shopping, I had worn a costume top. The skirt was naturally simple to remove. That left only the bustier above the waist. I turned around while Julian deftly undid the hooks. As he held the piece to the light, I could not help but compare this disrobing to the times Sean had done it. My skin burned a bit in memory of the lash. I needed to do something about that.Julian completed his examination. He clucked at a couple of things, then tossed the bustier on a pile and told me. By him going over to Carol’s in the afternoon, he did not spend any time with Marie playing their game. He began ignoring her and biding his time until Saturday morning. His mom was at work, and Larry was at band practice. Marie was watching TV, so he asked her, “Do you want to mess around?”Marie was delighted with this, said, “Yes! It’s been so long. You have spent all your time with your girlfriend. You hardly have any time for me. I admit I was a little jealous. What would you like to. With the chores done, I put on my dog collar and leash and tied myself to the bed. I laid down and waited for the arrival of Mistress Betty, looking at myself in the mirror wearing her lingerie. At last, she arrived home. I heard from the living room, “Oh, my slave even vacuumed…that bitch must be really horny.”Betty strolled into the bedroom and laughed upon seeing me tied to the bed in her lingerie. “Such an obedient little sissy bitch. Are you ready for a reward for cleaning the house, you.