Doctor saidthat the tiny scars at the base of each breast would soon go away and thatthey could not be seen anyway. I thanked him for his magnificent ...ork, Itold him if every I could do something "special" for him to let MistressDominique know.I asked Mistress Dominique for permission to put on my lingerie, especiallya bra so I could get used to the size and weight of my gorgeous newbreasts. She told me to go ahead and dress. I picked out a very pretty rednylon and lace front closure 38C bra. The smile on her face made my cock twitch even before she spoke."Hi, I'm Caroline Hudgington, your local Green Party candidate, I was wondering if you'd decided on who you were going to vote for next week?"For a second I couldn't speak, was I still in the shower having another wank fantasy? No she was really there, and she was starting to look a little worried that I'd not spoken. I quickly drew back from the abyss. "Yes I know who you are, I've seen the posters all over town." Her smile. It bounced around like a stinging metronome. “Yes!” I whined, “Yes! My ass is dirty Mommy….”She smiled and covered my eyes with a blindfold. I felt someone sit on my chest and thought I smelled excited pussy. Natasha cooed into my ear, “Do you know that smell?” I realized there was no cock and balls in my face.“Pussy Mistress.”“Yesss…pussy…excited pussy…pussy that has seen everything….”I heard the other Mistress’s giggle and squeal, somebody squeezed my balls and I groaned and my breath. My hands continue to move up and down her back, drawing moan after moan. As my hand reaches back up I hit the claps of her bra. My fingers gently pop the straps allowing them to fall to her side. She takes a deep breath before I feel her hand reach down to touch my cock from the outside of my pants. I groan as I feel the pressure grow on my dick. My head bows down to kiss her lips. She attacks my face with full force, grabbing the back of my head and pushing me as close as my neck would.