She was so hot, I was submitting to her will. I was now her malleable clay. She had subdued me, not that it had taken her long, or probably much effor...."Now," she commanded and then continued, "Here are the rules. Number one, you do as I say and accept things the way they are. Two, if you cannot comply then graciously please ask to leave. Three, you will address me as Miss Mayberry. Four, always say yes. Five, enjoy yourself."I nodded my head.She removed her blouse and her pants. She turned. We decorated each other with chocolate sauce and whipped cream, and licked it off. We parked in downtown Boston in broad daylight, people walking right by, even cops on horseback, banging our brains out. She dragged me into men's dressing rooms. I used to go up to her dorm room, after she obtained a single, and we'd get funny looks when we came out (she was very noisy, and when she couldn't scream, she banged her fist on the wall or the car window.)She used to love to play up the shock. I had hidden cameras installed in Vicky's room, and I saw how youpulled this little charade off. So, Scott, do you enjoy being mydaughter?" Not really, Ma'am." Good, cause you won't be her much longer, although you won't be yourself,either. Not for a while, anyway. I'm punishing the both of you. Vicky,in Scott's body, come over here." Vicky did so, and sat down sullenly inthe chair that her mother was gesturing to. To both Vicky and Scott'ssurprise, a double of Scott came into the room. . I need to get you ready. The look in her eyes said she was scared but she laid down anyway. I ran my fingers down her side and down her legs, feeling her shiver under my touch. I lifted my hand and brought it to her chest. Feeling her small titties and paying special attention to the nipples. Circling them with my finger and pinching them just a bit. I dont know if she realized it but her back was beginning to arch at my touch… she was enjoying this… good. That feels good doesnt it baby? See I.