" His puzzled look taking on greater emphasis.I began to panic again, even wearing trousers and a jacket the look was obviously feminine and for my fr...end to think I looked queer made my stomach wretch."You think so?" I asked him in a jokingly manner, "Sue thought it looked, well, kinda cool."Phill laughed, "I think she's having you on mate." as he slapped me on the shoulder and headed back to his desk. The playful slap made me immediately conscious of the bra straps and my heart sank once. I saw the owner nod and Kim said, "Great, let the fun begin. Whore, get the first skirt."I walked to the dressing room and took the first skirt from the hanger and walked back to where everyone had gathered to watch me get dressed. I don't know why they want more clothes for me because I don't usually have any on. But I think it is just so they can humiliate me more. And from the looks of the clothes in here, I'll never be able to wear them for work.I got to the spot I was in before and slipped. His cock was still rock hard, and I moved to take it into my mouth again. As I did, it revived him and suddenly it was his turn to get off. He rolled to his side, as I rolled with him, and soon I was face up on the bed with him straddling my face. He fucked me seriously now, hard and deep – I was choking a bit and trying not to gag. But I wanted him to fuck my face! I loved how he went from pussy to stud, from fuckee to fucker. His cock was pumping and sliding in and out hard. I was groping his. I could see him licking his lips; I could see the look in his eyes! I couldn't move, I couldn't speak! Something about the old memory, something just kept me from doing anything. I felt fear, I felt helpless!Billy backed up a few inches. His hands touched the back of my briefs. His touch wasn't a mean, hurting touch. His hands were gentle. His hands brushed over my butt. His voice was husky as he told me, "I'm gonna make it better!"His hands moved softly over my butt. I couldn't take my eyes.