"Tellme EXACTLY what you want to happen. Give me detail! I want you to begme to let him take me, my pitiful little sissy."This was how I served her. T...e deep self-humiliation and emasculation.The creativity and imagination I brought to my submission was a specialthing for her, just as hers was for me. I performed: "Please let himstick his big, hard cock into your pussy, Mistress. Please let him fuckyou and fill you with his man's cock. Cum from being fucked by a realman." I was crying softly,. " Your motions slow but do not stop, I know you are close to the edge and are riding the beginning waves of your impending orgasm, waiting to be allowed to unleash the torrent. I step back and look at you, you turn around at the lack of contact and I see the horror in your eyes as you realize your ass is facing the large living room window and that there are people walking on the street outside. I see you struggle to stand and I simply shake my head no. You look at me pleading, afraid to. Our Mistress, who enjoys the company of other women, has many friends who share that love but who, for reasons of public disquiet, may not be open about it. Here these women are free to indulge their delightful and harmless passions and we are here to ensure their every need is met. Do you understand?’ ‘I think so, Miss Jenkins.’ In truth, I did not. To my horror she produced from her cupboard a long, slender schoolmistress’s cane which she alarmingly slashed across the table. She addressed me. ‘And this is my attorney, Steven Granger. Thank you for meeting with us this afternoon,’ she went on, never breaking the facade of her elegance and class, even though I figured she must be despising me inside. Even here, even now, she treated this as though it were nothing more than a business meeting. I stood there silently across the table from her, letting her outstretched hand linger ungreeted in the air. For a moment longer I let Abbie do my talking for me. ‘What do you want?’ Abbie wasted.