I wasshackled to the floor of my cell on my hands and knees. Bruni wasbrought in, wearing the most adorable little dominatrix outfit andcarrying her o...n little whip."You see, baby? This is what we do with men. Men are scum and need to besubjugated and sadistically tortured for no other reason than that womenare inherently evil, or at least we are in stories like this," saidMommy as they whipped me together, and she introduced her to the finerpoints of laughing evilly.,.,JULY:In a moment's. I kissed her thighs and started rubbing her vagina. I fingered her vagina with my two fingers and rubbed her clitoris at the same time. She was aroused by my initiative and started stroking her pussy on my fingers.I kissed her and told her to lie down and spread her legs wide open. I started sucking her vagina, she screamed in the first place and and started pulling me off. She couldn’t smother the pleasure and told me to go slow. I applied more lubricant on her pussy, started taping her. She had large brown eyes-framed by charcoal makeup, she wore a tight black t-shirt, and she had thick glossy black hair that flowed down to her lower-back. My eyes wandered along the shelves of wine, as I was reading the back of a bottle she came from behind the counter and started rearranging items. "Do you get bored being in here all night?" "Yes. But no one else will do it" She paused for a moment then said "I like to read stories, it passes the time" "What kind of stories do you like? "I. " Well, that make the nightie look like it was supposed to - butit also made it look like I had a pair of breasts. That really freakedme out, walking around the house in a nightie that made me look like Ihad breasts, which I obviously didn't, but after a week or so I got usedto it and eventually accepted my "new look" up there.It was so funny the first time that Jeff saw me wearing one of thepadded baby doll nighties. His parents were going out of town over theweekend and I'd invited him to.