Stacked closest to the front of the van were the boxes of costumes. He didn't want any of the heavier boxes to come crashing down on them, ruining th... careful packing job he'd done. The largest of the costume boxes had a large number of sizes of a black latex dominatrix catsuit, with matching gloves and leather belts and masks. There was another set of costumes in many sizes for a "Patient's Dream" Nurse outfit. As a matter of course, the small amount of material involved meant these boxes. Eventually her mistress came in the room and had us both go into the bathroom and remove our dildos. It was such a huge relief, but at the sane time left me feeling totally empty and gaping. My new mistress was then told that I was hers to do with as she pleased, and that she was still under mistresses orders to follow her every command, and would offer instructions to her on how to feminize and discipline me.Her mistress left the room, and my new mistress asked me how I was feeling.I told her. I’d told Gertie about his knife rep, but she didn’t seem daunted. New York.Pantone had two bodyguards standing in the kitchen. Columbo represented the home team. Silly or not, I had both BlingSting and my .40 handy. A page out of Mr. Nuttinger’s scout manual.Gertie and I sat facing Harold and Pantone. Pantone had his arms crossed.Gertie didn’t waste time, “Pantone, if you rent twelve apartments from Harold for a year, I’ll show you how to buy your own building.”“Why the fuck I do that,. She knew he loved how she looked in her schoolgirl uniform; loved how her panties we so cute and tiny and clearly showing her pussy lips through them; loved how her sandy-blonde pigtails draped down over her chest; loved how her sheer flimsy bra was almost fully exposing her large sexy tits, and how her nipples – so big and hard - clearly poked through the thin material as if begging to be sucked. She knew that she looked both innocent and young in her uniform, and now so damn naughty exposed.