Somebody, probably Kate herself, had placed a few itemsof clothing on the bed, and she went on to pick up a pair of whitecotton panties, handing them ...o me."No," I resisted."Yes," she said firmly.She had made it clear that I had no choice in the matter, and so Ireluctantly stepped into the panties and pulled them up my smallhairless legs. They were made of a soft, comfortable material and fitwell. Still, even in this state, I would have preferred my own boxers.The decidedly feminine piece of. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t.”“Well, I’ve never tasted piss either and I won’t say I will or won’t do it,” Sally giggled.“That’s up to you, honey,” Marla replied, standing up. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t like. Not even let Bob fuck your tight ass, if you don’t want him to.”“But what if I wanna do it?” Sally asked. “Then do it,” her mother answered.Bob had been watching and listening. He stared at his mother’s cunt, seeing her soft pussy hair beaded with her piss. His cock was. I picked up the Hustler magazine and opened it to a spread where the woman has her mouth right over a guys head and looked at the pictures with him. I took off my mask and said do you know of a safe room? He said yes and I looked down at a massive bulge in his blue work pants. He led me down the hall just a few doors down and we went into the break room where there was a table, several chairs and a small couch. I sat on the couch and he stood in front of me, neither of us said a word, I undid. " With that she stopped and looked up at me. I walked over to the wall by the door, and grabbed another one of the dog collars and the locks before walking back and looked over into Kristen's cage, she appeared to be coming around, no more than 5 minutes and I could get my way with her. I then shove the keys onto my wrist, and look back down to Hope "You're my bitch, so I'ma dress you like one, and I expect to act like on. You will walk on all floors at all times, you will not talk at all, and.