And she’d sewn her outer labia shut. I can tell you exactly where she got the idea from because it was one of those confessions she’d enticed from...me, that I had fantasies of sewing my submissive’s cunt closed for being such a slut. I had shown her my favorite videos of it, given her stories, and she’d rode my cock while I asked her if she liked the thought of having her pussy punished like that. We’d talked enough that we knew each other pretty well and I knew the kinds of dirty talk Rikki got. As she left the bathroom, the girls met her and took her into the bedroom to dress. On the bed were her clothes she had brought with her for the weekend. The other two had gone through her overnight bag and found the clothes she was to wear. A skirt and blouse, along with some high heels that belonged to Christina, but nothing else.“Get dressed little one”, said Linda. Tracy started getting dressed and that’s when she realized her clothes had been altered. She put on her blouse, but found all. For example, you need to address me as Master, and you will have to learn to perform obeisance; your parody of a curtsey isn’t enough.”“Wales,” she murmured, “We lived in Wales, not England.”“Past tense?” he queried.“Past tense, for me anyway. I can’t speak for my mother.”“You may still change your mind for the moment, but the time will come when not choosing to leave will mean that you have lost the right to choose,” he advised.Remembering one of the new rules, she said, “Thank you, Master.. I heard him unzip his shorts I still had his dick trapped under my ass. I raised my hips even more. "Everything OK, honey?" My husband asked me. "Are you getting uncomfortable on our sons lap? Do you want me to stop so you can get more comfortable?" As Mike pulled down his underwear, I felt his trapped dick release itself. I sat back down on him. His dick was pressing against the back of my naked ass. "No, that's all right, dear. " If I move around just right, I think I'm going to get real.