"a voice said.Your eyes shoot open and look at the clock. It is seven p.m., meaning you had slept for three hours. Night had started to fall."Was that...voice a dream?"you wondered."I am no dream, silly mortal."You rub your eyes and sit up. You then notice a nude Elizabeth Gilllies standing in your kitchen."What the hell?"you ask. She steps toward you."Do not be alarmed, John Doe,"she said. "I merely took this form so that I could speak to you." What?"you ask. "Who are you? And why are you. I washed the sleep out of my eyes, put on my jeans and a t-shirt, not knowing what to expect that day! I was dressed up in a ladies dress and just had my young cock sucked the day before by a beautiful well respected lady in our community. What next? I ask myself. I was still on fire from what happened the day before and felt my young cock grow hard and my hands shook as I started the car! I told my mother Miss Shelby had some yard work for me to do today! It was a hot summer day in the South. ADarkAngel: “Dress code four.”ADarkAngel: “When you are in the proper attire further commands will follow.” A quickening of breath.Finally.After so many sessions.Dress code four.Nude.Ass plugged.Nipples tied with strings.Collar on.As her owner had not specified the optional pig-tails, she would forgo such humiliation.In excited trepidation, bit by bit clothing shed soon to be replaced with the proper vestment.Cool lube contrasting with a momentary burn as the widest portion of the clear glass. Of all the dirty disgusting things these girls had done, this was the worst. By a submissive school teacher no less and as she held my head by the hair, while I was already chained, I cried right in front of her.‘Do you think I care who you are?’She jerked my head back again painfully.‘Well! Do you?!’I looked back up at her pitifully.‘If you take me down you’re coming down with me bitch. God you should see you right now, crying like a baby, my spit running down your cheek and a little brown.