The fat man looked around and then brought down his mallet. “You done bought ‘er,” he said, “but you’re too damn big to horse ‘er.” The ...ew people left laughed and shuffled out. I paid for my two purchases. The girl I had bought for no particular reason was not much bigger than the slave who was, I suppose, twice her age.“You got any other clothes?” I asked the shivering girl who had her arms crossed over her chest. She was barefoot.She shook her head so we went out to a general store and. During one of our internet chats long before meeting, we spoke about thehotness of being presentable and 'clean' in public, even if I had a fewslight femme/gender non-conforming indicators, while simultaneouslyhaving this absolute Dom-sub, Owner-led, Daddy/sissy slut private worldwhere anything goes....and the friction between them and only us twoknowing....omg he's so right, Daddy is always right...(A few years later, when I started a light dose of HRT just to deepen mytotal submission to. I have been used hard daily by “THEM” and their friends, allowing almost no limits. Bondage, torture, choking, massive cum swallowing, piss drinking asshole cleaner and toilet, everything.Two weeks before the wedding the preparation began. My fiancé’ would be gone on business almost to the day of the wedding, so it was decided we wouldn’t talk or see each other until I was walking down the aisle. As he was leaving, THEY were there with me to pack me up and see him off on his trip. They were. "Dani was surprised at how easy this went. I mean Hank had never let hercontrol a conversation, let alone tell him what to do. She had decidedto push the envelope too. I mean if Carol thought it would be better tohave smooth underarms as well as chest, then having Hank hairlesseverywhere would be even better. She was already thinking of where totake this lesson once they were at the lingerie shop. She whipped up oneof Hank's favorite meals and when he joined her, she could tell he'ddone as she.