I was told that I had a choice: I could either take twenty cane strokes onto the palm of my right hand, or lose my panties. I rashly chose the latter ...ption - after all, I still had my skirt on.However, the next impossible-to-answer question followed hard-at-heel, and I was not given a choice this time: twenty swats with the paddle, skirt uplifted. Again, I lay across the desk, my bottom facing “the board”. The organiser lifted my skirt, revealing my bare bottom and possibly a little bit of. " "Itold you being Mummy's little sissy faggot would be fun." "Makeup timedarling."I was starting to get used to the corset a little and while it wasuncomfortable it certainly was sexy, the nylons felt fabulous and theexperience of wearing a black lace bra with those big titties wasactually a turn on. So I was eager now to continue the experience withmakeup. God I really was turning into a sissy faggot, was it the clothesthat did it to you, or did you really want to do it before the clotheswere. You had it down pretty well." She threw him a sneaky smile before she continued. "You know, I can also have her beg for all sorts of things if you like that. It could be interesting. You wouldn't believe the filth she is able to beg for. I sometimes have her beg for..." The sound of a car stopping on the driveway caught her short, and stopped her mid-sentence. "That's my queue, exit stage right," she said, while giving a sly wink. "But the cup?" "Planted." "And Alex?" "Doesn't know about Dora.". .We lied in that position for 15 mts and I got a new idea I downed my body now my face touching her lowerNeck…I placed my lips there slowly… Wow it was my first kiss to my aunty…I again down my body and my lips reached her cleavage this is time I opened my mouth and placed my tongue there the salty taste made me mad…. Suddenly her phone rang and she woke up… She released her hand from me and took out my hand from her body and answered the phone… It was my uncle he wanted to know was everything.