I wore a well fitting wig and plenty of makeup, but didn't hide my small prick which was slightly visible and in a chastity restraint lock. The men's ...ough hands were all over me as they groped and felt up my tender perfumed body. As has happened before, I quickly admitted that I was in drag once they asked if I was a faggot. That way, it lets them know you don't mean to fool them and puts them at ease." You don't mind being called a faggot dear?" His aunt asked smiling."Oh I've gotten used. Milk flows freely from both of your tits, filling the cups of your top, and spilling down your front. For a frozen moment, you and Luna watch this unfold. You are momentarily confused: what now? You look around for a towel, but the only one within reach is under you, wrapped around your chair. You spread your arms wide and look at Luna, silently asking for help. She has some small hand towels with her, and grabs one. She holds it out to you as she kneels down, but you see an opportunity. Hiding. Yes, I was upset that Jennifer was leaving, but we had managed a year apart already and we’d find a way to manage another one.We talked at length about the issues with my mom and how well I had done living in Sweden and having much more freedom than most teenagers in the US had. Doctor Mercer was sympathetic, but pointed out that I was living in my parents’ house and needed to follow their rules. In the end, we agreed to meet once a week to work on my mood swings and tendency towards. Relationships are a series of trade-offs I suppose."Any interest in playing a little online submission game right now?" My instinctual reactions--what kind of game? I have boundaries you know. No, I won't give you my home address, even if my husband is away on business. Where's the thrill to the "online" aspect of submission? I was stupid enough to his Send for only one of those, then I decided fuck it--"sure, why not". "What is the sexiest outfit you currently own?" Fuck if I know--I work in a.