“„I?ve seen him araound,“ said Kittie. „Do come in.“ Just as Miss Juliette had done, she carried one of those long, slim switches in her han....There were six people in the room apart from Kittie...four slave-girls and two Trainers. Two of the girls were standing, backs to one wall, hands on top of her head. Both were red-eyed with tear-streaked cheeks. The two Trainers, one black, one white, sat a few feet apart on a leather topped trestle bench. Between the splayed tighs of each, knelt a. “And there is nothing you can do that’s gonna stop me. You teasing little bitch.” I bit my lower lip as I felt his finger make its way up inside my moist little pussy. I closed my eyes tightly so I wouldn’t see his condescending look. He knew my body was reacting with excitement. “You do want me you little slut.” He mocked me. I shook my head and opened my eyes back up. “No, no Brandon, I don’t want you. Please stop before you hurt me.” I said in a normal voice. He slapped me out of nowhere.. She sat on the bed, oh! What the hell, it can't be that bad, can it, women wear this stuff all the time, but I'm not a woman. I started to get undressed, I wouldn't have gone out without changing anyway, totally stripped off, I picked up the panties, "suspender belt, and stockings first", panties over the top of the straps". I put down the panties, and picked up the suspender belt, I couldn't believe it, there I was putting on the very clothes that I wanted Jane to wear, the fine denier. And the reason I said sort of wearing it was because she was lying on her stomach with the top unhooked and thrown off to the sides. She had her arms curved over her head framing her beautiful face. Her pink lipstick matched her nails and her swim suit. As always she was wearing sunglasses so I never knew where she was looking and for all I knew she was looking directly at me. This did not stop me from noticing the sides of her tits bulged out from under her as I walked by.My cock hardened.