It was made of clear plastic, tinted lightpink. It was a see-through rain jacket. My spirits fell as he stoodthere, giving me a crooked smile, savor...ng my discomfort, daring me toinsist on more so he could take back what little he had offered. Ithanked him in a soft and submissive voice and, with him still holdingthe jacket, put my arms through the sleeves. Then he reached behind himand got the footwear Mistress had left for me. I stepped into the heelsand took a few steps to get the feel. About then two of the guys ran across the road and grabbed her pushing her into the woods.Half dragging her and half pushing her all four of them were forcing her deeper into the woods. Once they felt they were far enough into the woods, they pushed her to the ground. Where the four men held her down and stuck a bottle of jack Daniels to her mouth. Telling her to drink the bottle straight down. As she opened her mouth to say no, she got a mouthful of the JD and started choking on it. . And perhaps, for that fact that was slowlybecoming known to me: that already, without asking, he had become He.-----"Okay, sweetheart, you can relax. Let's have look at you."He stepped close and leaned down to inspect by bum. He gently ran hisrough hands over each cheek. A girl from the room, more than slightlydrunk, started babbling about its color. It was red but not quite bloodred. The paddle barely left welts, it was not designed to do that.He murmured some praise and encouragement my way.. She likes it.” The knock on the door startled me even though I was expecting it. Sira was a very good kisser, and I had been lost in the sensations she crafted with her expert lips and roving hands. I squeaked (mortifying), and Sira snickered as she hopped up to open the door. I was more than disheveled and had no time to rearrange my clothes. Fortunately, she only opened the door wide enough for the slender female form to slip inside but not enough for someone in the hall to see me. She closed.