I took off my t-shirt and wasn’t removing my shorts. He stared at me and said “why aren’t you removing your shorts”? I stood silent, looked aw...y for a while and with a blush on my face and a shy smile i replied “I’m not wearing any underwear, Raj” he chuckled and remarked “oh so what? You are not a girl, are you? Wait, I get you one of my underwear if you really feel shy” he then gave me one of his black underwear that I worn without being faltered.Afterwards, we went to bathroom together, he. It felt so naughty to be touching her clothes and it was a short step from touching to knowing I wanted to try the clothes on. My heart was beating as I gathered up more clothes from the floor and her bed. I found a mini skirt and a lovely flowered top which looked so pretty, but I couldn't find any knickers until I found her underwear drawer and found a pair of beautiful white lacy ones.I must have been close to hyperventilating as I quickly stripped off my jeans and sweatshirt and stood. Who is he kidding, they’re already past the point of no return, his painful member making the decision for him.Grabbing his waistband with one masculine hand, Mat pulls down the front of his pants and exposes his heavy, rock hard dick. Abby’s eyes go to it, then widen at the sight. She stares at it, noticing the tip is a different shape, the hair that covers the base. Those must be his balls beneath it.“Have you ever seen one before?” he says quietly, and she glances back up at him.“No,” she. “No, THAT stays on. I don’t want to hear you all day”.I sighed into the gag, realizing that I had been beaten by her and that all I could do was do as she said.***On my hands and knees near the tub, I scrubbed and scrubbed the yellow stains from my sheets and clothing.“It’s best you keep scrubbing, young lady. Or else I’m going to make you rewash them”, she warned as I scrubbed harder.***After my clothes had been cleaned, she stuck her hand down the back of my diaper to check for wetness. Luck.