She was gyrating a little bit under the water.While the girls got all worked up, Don and I started talking.“This could get interesting,” I said.�...I know. They are both ramping up,” said Don. “The after-party festivities at home will be pretty fun tonight,” I said.“I don’t think they will be able to make it until after the party,” said Don. "The way they are going, we may have a repeat of the Smokey Mountain hot tub session.”“What about your other guests?” I asked.“Well, to be honest, they may. This is especially true ofmales. Sissie here is a sissy, obviously but he did not start out thatway. He was what one would refer to as a man's man, aggressive andpowerful but also arrogant and not very useful once the sex was over.I loved him too much to lose him and I could not stand him when he wasnot providing me with sex so I learned how to turn him into a usefuland pleasant creature."As Madam spoke so frankly and openly in front of Sissie, Lisa wonderedabout Sissie's reactions. She glanced. "Is it starting to feel good, baby?" he asked, her clit slowly firming in his fingers and her pussy moistening."No, p-p-please stop touching me."His thumb remained on her clitoral hood rubbing the sensitive flesh. "You getting wet, and I think you getting a clit boner, baby. It's getting firmer, and soon it will need to be relieved." Oh, god, you're making me that way. S-s-stop touching me. Don't make me do this."Reggie enjoyed making this privileged white girl cry in embarrassment. She. . it never really came from her. “I’m doing something wrong?” she looks back at me, with a mild surprise.“What you mean? You didn’t ram it in dry so you’re fine” I shook my head “-nah it’s not that, arent you enjoying this at all?” she gave a sigh “After having dealt with grown men in diapers and fucking plenty of other stupid kink freaks, never really had the same spark baby.”My face grew to one of curiosity, as I changed.