"Well that was interesting wasn't it?" She said with a little laugh."That was too close for my liking" I said in a stern voice."Hey chick I'm the one ...ith pics of you, and your parents number. Don't you be getting cheeky with me. You do as I say, got it? Anyway from what I saw from him, he liked it, you see the bulge in his pants?" She went from stern to nearly like a school girl in seconds. Seemed excited that she manged to get him excited."Yes I noticed his pants." She looked at me. ...Just tell her no. Enough. Game's over.This was a punishment, she remembered, so Mistress Brianna might pushhim a little further, but....then it would be over and he could getback to his job and never play dress up again.He....It was the first time he'd used that pronoun in a while....Only....At the back of his mind......A soft whisper......"Don't stop."She looked in the mirror, wiping condensation away, and realized shehad said the words outloud.I just need to reassert my authority a little,. Amy’s face was bright red, her eyes scrunched closed, crying. She was leaning back as much as possible, hoping to keep the bra covering her breasts. Fortunately, her sobs caused her tits to jiggle, slowly shaking the bra off. It fell to the floor revealing her treasure. Amy’s tits were round and soft, hanging under their own weight. The light pink areolas are large, almost stretched over the ends of her breasts as if her own body was unprepared for how massive her chest would be. The. We get upstairs and back into her closet, she comes out with a pair of gym shorts in her hand and looks at me. “Uhhhh, can I use those?” I asked hesitantly. She smirked and said “well, of course, I told you I was gonna get you a new pair, but you can’t wear these if those are still on”. “Ohh okay, well I’ll change around this corner real fast..—- “uh—uh-uh, you can change right here. It won’t take you long and besides my laundry basket is downstairs anyway. I could not believe that Melanie.