She’d left her thongs on Brian’s bedroom floor to give him something to remember her by before she returned for the fall semester in two weeks. Be...ng 5’10” with exceptionally long legs, keeping her legs together in Red was simply not possible. The best she could manage was one tight against each side of the steering column. Her car was her private space and she wanted to be comfortable and cool as possible. She spread her long legs, hiked up her jean skirt and pushed on the accelerator. Traffic. I took a few pictures of me posing in a slutty pose, and posted them on a dating website that focused on same sex dating, it was the go-to site for other sissies and such. Other sissies? Do I count as one?Not even a minute to think about that that I get a notification, someone wanted to chat.His username was “Jasper” from what I could tell from his pictures, he was fit, had a dark tonality, hair that reached his shoulders and was slightly taller than me from what I read in his info”Hey there. He was a small man. He was unshaven and wore clothes that were next to rags and judging by the size of his belly, was all too fond of the beer.“Where have you been?” he asked her as if he was speaking to her daughter.“That’s none of your business,” responded Nicola angrily.“Don’t you speak to me like that, young lady. Any disruptive behaviour and you’ll be out on your ear,” he countered.“What disruptive behaviour?”“You leave your room all weekend. I could get extra money by renting when you’re. He enjoys reading erotica to me, while at the same time expressly forbidding me to touch myself or him. Which is so unfair and insanely hard, it never works because I can’t help myself and end up being punished. So, maybe it does work in a way. I get about a paragraph in, when I feel the hard slap of the paddle. My hands brace against the desk as my scream roars through me. The toys duel for attention from my body. Damn, this wonderful man will be the death of me. I get lost in the pleasure, my.