She wore a dark green satin thong and a tight velvet mini dress also in dark green (green goes wonderfully with her beautiful hair). She didn't wear a...bra or hose. Just slipped on a pair of black knee boots similar to mine.By now Mistress Lisa was getting turned on at the thought of my punishment and made me sit on her lap. She had her hand up my skirt and made me kiss her until our friends arrived to give us a lift to the club. The two women who turned up know about me. They are Mistress. Go 2 bathroom look at her pic and masturbate. When ever she sits in library I would go sit opposite 2 her and talk with her. I would slowly remove my sandals and rub ma fingers with her leg. She never used 2 mind thinking it was just accident but every time I do this she got a doubt whether I am doing it purposely. She looked on my face and said “what are u doing” then she said. See Ron I am committed with a guy and she doesn’t like me doing all dis. I became so sad. After that I didn’t talk 2. .a lot. If only..."Ow!" he hissed in pain. The red pointy thing in his hand was glowingwith heat. The flesh of the palm that had cradled it was puckered andinflamed, fast on its way to blistering.He returned to work, the fight burned out of him. The little red prismlay forgotten on the sidewalk.-----Something was definitely not right. Ever since the incident with thatpiece of upper city litter he'd felt out of sorts. Queasy. Ungainly.Thick limbed. Wool headed. He couldn't seem to get anything. "A tranny clit, sissy Simonne! I have a tranny clit! And, if you'velearned your lessons as well as your Mistress Melissa has said, you knowexactly what to do!"Simon, still trying to catch his breath and absorb what the good doctorhad just said, and what was staring him in the face, knew what wasexpected. Even though he had never seen anything to match the gooddoctor's length and girth, he dutifully engulfed her clit and swalloweduntil the full ten inches was lodged deep in his throat.Doctor.