My jaw dropped slightly, though I maintained my composure. "What about your mom?" I asked.She stood up and locked her bedroom door. Then she reached...for the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head. I saw her bra-held breasts. They looked beautiful, though certainly not huge. I was not disappointed. She was skinny, and they were the perfect size on her. Then, reaching behind her, she undid the bra and let it fall off. I stared at her stunningly gorgeous breasts as they bounced as. So often over the past many years we had known each other, she had dreamedabout the reality of truly owning and completely controlling anotherhumanbeing. Granted that I was only in the infant stage of what wouldeventually become a total emotional and physical transformation; but thesensations that Deana was feeling already were so far beyond her wildestdreams. This was already spectacular and it was only going to get betteras I became more tightly encircled into her inescapable web.Tossing. .. tickle...? of the edge on your sheeny skin, your eyes pleading with me, God pleae don't press harder. The knife reaches your panties and I angle it under and rub the flat over your mound, scr****g across your clit hood. You judder and moan. I poke the knife out of one panty leg, twist the blade up and roughly cut your panty open. A quick second cut completely exposes your sex, oddly glowing and, hmmm....dewed with your juices, too. I pull my shorts and top off and stand over you, my cock. "Stand up and let me see the goods." I stood andslowly turned around. It felt like I was under a magnifying glass. Inspite of knowing that I was fully dressed, I felt suddenly stark naked."Get her into Rhonda's outfit, and we'll see what she really looks like."Allie took me back into a small dressing room with five or six lockers. She played with the lock on one, and it sprang open. "Here you go, Honey." She took out a waitress outfit from a locker and handed it to me. "Hurry up and put.