As both slavegirls had fulfilled their tasks to Grand Mistress Gillian?s satisfaction, they were dismissed and left the place of pain with the speed o... sound.The Grand Mistress approached Vanessa and watched the tremors rushing through the slave?s body, caused by her cramped muscles.The trembling let the clamp weights swing sexily in the rhythm of Vanessa?s fear, sending out additional waves of agony.Putting the glass rod next to some other equipment on a nearby table, Grand Mistress Gillian. Come in it. I’ll drink it down and go back to sleep.He reached under her and pulled on the little chain of the nipple clamps.Oh. Mmm. Oh. She squirmed. Are you going to fuck me now? she asked.Thinking about it, yeah.Please.Please what?Please fuck me now. I need your cock in my pussy. I need it bad. Please. Please.He came around behind her and slid into her. She was swollen and dripping wet and he slid all the way in one motion. OHH, she said. She pumped back and forth against him. OHH, OHH,. I was so impressed by his sweet offer to help me.We searched and searched around and could not find her. I was almost in tears, and he handed me his cell phone "Why don't you call your mother and tell her what happened. I am sure she will be worried," he suggested."Thank you," I said tearfully.I called mom and told her what happened. She told me not to worry, that my sister has a mind of her own.She was right...I found out much later that she decided to meet up with two of her college. As giddy as he was about the prospect ofa whole day dressed up he knew breakfast was still important. Somethinglight, he reasoned. Something a lady concerned about her figure mighteat. Yogurt and a banana. Perfect. Sam had never known why he had beguncrossdressing. As far as he could tell very few did. He had heard storiesof domineering girlfriends forcing it upon their men, of discovering ataste for it after a halloween party, of women stuck in the wrong body.All of these seemed alien to him..