Mistress: this is your second mistake. Now you ‘ll die. Lick my shoe or I ‘ll hit you again.I didn’t have any option. I bowed down and licked he... shoe.Mistress: lick it clean. And make it a habit. From now on whenever I sit, this is going to be your natural position. Worshipping my feet.Me: yes my queen.Mistress: good dog. Now call d lift and keep licking my shoes till it arrives.The lift came and mistress started walking towards it. I also stood up. Mistress kicked my cock again, “Did I ask. But when that was done, I couldtell by the look on her face there was something else on her mind, "Werenot done"It was a simple comment but I could not understand what she meant. Istood there for a second staring at her. She eyes trace down my bodytowards my feet and then back up to my eyes. As our eyes met a devilishgrin developed on her face. Her comment hit me like a ton of bricks."No way. How would I explain it?" As I respond to her nonverbal command."It's Fall. You aren't wearing shorts. Next came the corset. The white corset was printed with red and pinkroses. It was wrapped around and Brian could feel the strict boning wrapabout his torso. As Genevieve started to tighten it, the wind was forcedfrom him and he had to struggle to breath normally. His already femininefigure went in to overdrive as an inch and a half was removed from hiswaist.A young aspiring warrior made her entrance in to the tent just longenough to hand Genevieve a long haired red wig. She peered at Brian. Grown up people sure help each other. Well Mom must have bitten his old cock a bit too hard because all of a sudden his hips are movin up and down like he's trying hard to get his cock away! But Mom just hangs on, in fact she uses one hand to hold onto it until Harry relaxed a bit. I asked if they needed a hand and Harry said "Son a few minutes ago you cooda been holding my nuts, maybe next time" I thort that was strange cos I didnt see any peanuts about.Fuck, you dont know how dumb I was.