.putting a finger under my chin he lifts my head, looks at me and smiles for a brief second, then he’s serious again. "Now, my slut, your responsib...lity is to always wear your collar with pride, never to forget who you belong to, what it means, and who you are at all times. When we cannot be together let it be your constant reminder and control you!" His fingers tighten on my chin as he says, "But remember one thing slut...from this moment Whenever you are in my presence This collar never. I have a hunch you'll do all right. Get dressed and go home. Be back here at seven o'clock for the early diners." What do I wear?" I asked her."Those cute little skivvies with the show and tell legs will be just fine. Ta." She walked sedately away, leaving me to put my clothes back on. Again I felt a strong kinship to Alice in Wonderland right then. Paris Hilton could never get this weird. As soon as I was dressed and out of there I rode home. Suddenly it dawned on me, I had a good chance to. With that their voices began to fade and I was still standing there bythe door waiting for silence. I had let out a sigh of relief when Iheard nothing. I had my back against the wall and I just stood there andbreathed in and out. I also noticed how my chest rose and fell with eachbreathe. I opened the door and made my way back to the first sister'sroom. I found my male clothes and went back out and went into my wife'sroom. I placed them on the floor and I went to the stairs. I went downand I. I positioned myself so that the tips of my twin cocks brushed against big s*s’s and the redhead’s kitty, more tentacles helping hold up my breeding sister as she continued to drink and the Latina twins as they fed from her. The needle tentacles pulled away from the redhead’s now insanely huge tits, big s*s no longer able to kiss her due to being lifted up so high, not a drop of milk coming out in a mirror of mine. She cupped them in her arms, begging me to drink before she exploded. I grinned,.