She smiles and whispers that she hopes her plate will overflow and the end will be that she is a quivering mass, telling her I am tired of her babblin... I give her a gag but her last words in a growl that whatever happens she knows it’s for her birthday. So True I tell then she will endure the entire session with it so use your eyes to speak, As I put in the gag she tells me I will not be disappointed with her Rockin Bod and I smirk knowing she has talked to the wife. The guests watch intently. Finding that didn’t work, they rushed me to hit and stab me with various knives and needles on the person’s armor that had various poisons in them. I somehow knew that since the place in my head changes from blue to royal purple, these poisons wouldn’t affect me even without my shield. They would just burn away when they contacted me. When the person slowed down a bit, I proceeded to beat on them a bit, but only enough that they would feel it through their armor. I shattered the needles and. It took over an hour for me to try oneverything and model it for mom. In the end though, we walked out with 4dresses, 3 skirts, and seven tops. All of the dresses and skirts werevery short. None came within about 4 inches of my knees.Our next stop was a department store and we headed straight to thelingerie section. By the time we were done there I had 6 bras, a dozenpairs of panties, 4 nightgowns, and 2 slips, one half and one full. Themost humiliating part was mom explaining to the sales. The place that exists in their body and mind where they cannot differentiate which sensation is which. The headspace they enter where the brain interprets fingertips gently caressing her inner thigh, or the sting of my belt across her breasts as pure, sexual stimulation inching her closer to an orgasm.The mere thought of a woman surrendering her entire self to me, allowing me to inflict pain and pleasure in creative ways makes my cock grow hard as blue steel. I am a sadist - a very skilled.