She painted his face with lipstick, mascara, eyeliner and blush. He thought that was the final indignity, but he couldn't imagine what was to come.“...hat's more like it. You're well on your way to becoming a slut girl!”Miranda tied off the bondage ropes forcefully, his arms now completely immobilized behind his back. She walked around him, inspecting her new slave from top to bottom.“Damn, Lance! You're really coming together. Boy, you'll be a woman soon!”*SMACK*Her palm connected with his ass. First she would take a nice hot bath taking the time to relax and rest after working all day. Next would come the fixing of her hair and whatever things females do before allowing themselves to be seen by the male species. Tonight was no different.Mom opened the bathroom door dressed in her usual terrycloth robe. I loved that robe and how she looked in it. It was fluffy, soft and went from her neck just below her chin all the way down until only her slender ankles showed beneath the hem. The. Steph closed her eyes. That seemed hard. But then she opened them, and looked up at him, and stroked his cock with her handOnce again she felt awkward playing a role that didn’t feel like herself, but she said, “Oh, Phil, your big, hard cock makes me so wet.” And again, once she had actually said it, she was turned on by what she had said and done. He leaned down and played with her nipples, and a surge of sensation rushed through her body.“Big? Bigger than Jack?”“Yes,” Steph answered,. ”“It began about twenty years ago...”“Twenty years!” I nearly hit the roof.“Please, Jon, if you want me to tell you the story you’re going to have to calm down as much as you can or I am going to have to leave.”“Okay, Maria, I will try, but you have to understand the impact this has had on me.”“I think I do, Jon, but you have to understand that Antonio and I thought you knew about this, and approved.”“Well, I can’t imagine how you could have possibly thought that, but go ahead, I’ll try to.