?Admit it, you’re enjoying this.? ?Yeah but that doesn’t mean I want pictures taken of this!? She gave that look to me again. ?Tell you what, Jake... I’ll delete this picture and the other one if you promise that when you come home from now on, you’ll change into a dress for me.? ?And you won’t take any more pictures or let anybody else know about this?? ?Of course not!? ?Okay, that’s a deal.? And we shook on it.Chapter 2When I got back from school the next day, a Thursday, Jennifer was gone but. They knew and I knew they knew. I blushed and was mortified. I tried to maintain my composure but I knew things would never be the same. I felt like I was at their mercy and my biggest tormentor, Trevon, was now in control. I taught at his pleasure and by his leave. He wanted me in shorter skirts, I wore shorter skirts. He wanted me in tighter blouses, I wore tighter blouses. Garters with thigh high stockings, I got them. Higher heels, I got them too. More and heavier makeup, I obliged. He was. Do you object to that?" Martha asked her in an ominously quiet voice."Not really," Jacqui answered, "It won't be the first time. Does he get to beat me as well, Madame?" No. I want them excited, but not creaming their overalls in here for free. Come and meet Grant."Grant was seven years younger than Jacqui and his attraction was that he had a huge prick. He loved to play with it in front of an audience to get it hard and obviously thought it would excite any woman who saw it. Jacqui and he. It promised to be a warm day so the tee would be enough. Summer must have decided the same thing. Either that or all she’d bothered packing were sundresses. Yesterday's had been yellow with white trim and accents. Today’s was lavender with white trim and accents. Both had left her shoulder and arms bare. And her legs. Again, her nipples were visible through the material. I tried not to ogle her. Okay, I tried not to be obvious about it, at least.No hat, this time. Just a lavender hairband that.