"She was referring to the stuffed toy sewn onto the jacket shoulder. I had wanted a parrot, but the only thing I could find to go with the costume was...the "Fruit Loops" toucan, multi-colored beak and all.I chuckled as I headed over to the snack table. They had several box wines available; to include a burgundy I'd had before and knew to be good. I got us both a plastic cup full and took it back to the super villainess.I was able to talk to this woman for over an hour, the topics ranged from the. The 3d model of the most perfect pussy ever that mydesign was intended to fit in the background probably had something to dowith it though. But at last, the design was finished. This was it, theultimate realization of Claire's vision for her future. Her Chastity.Her Final Chastity.I sighed. The thought filled me with both a little sadness, and a fairamount of lust. The idea had slowly wormed its way into my pretty littlehead, and I couldn't argue with how excited and happy Claire was. She was intimatly familiar with His belt by the time she was e*ght. one day when she was f**rt**n He caught her masterbating and flew into a drunken rage' taking off His belt He pulled her over his lap. He yelled at her that only bad little g*rls play with their private parts as He brought the belt down on her backside for the first of what was more than 40 lashes of the belt. because her D*d was as drunk as He was most of the blows did not land on her ass like she expected but struck her. “Easy," she replied, “given we both want something different tonight, we’re gonna make love and the person who cums first, loses." Bugger my damn pussy! She always betrays my resolve. I could feel the yearning welling up inside of me, spreading like wild-fire and knocking at my cervix, which responded with a yawn of approval. I was wet, hell; I was completely soaked, horny, hungry and shaking with pre-orgasmic anticipation. “Better than flipping a coin,” I said with pretend indifference..