Surely she felt the tightening of my butt muscles and for a second or two I was embarrassed, then fingertips parted the crease of my glutes and she le...ned in with her full body weight. Without being overtly sexual, it was immensely erotic.Cool air greeted my hamstrings as Nina rolled back the fabric, tucking the excess under the opposite leg. A cluster of balled-up cloth firmly pressed into my testicles. Professionally, Nina worked each tense group of muscles. One by one they were separated and. Her comments about making me wear heels at home, my newsmooth look between my legs with my polished nails, touches of makeup,and hairless body combined to signal that further feminization waslikely. Even my collar, pink with rhinestones, which seemed like afortuitous coincidence when Linda selected it, now became clear that itmust have been provided by Emma, as her short leash matched it perfectly.I had wanted a female led relationship where my partner would keep me inchastity. But now facing. Eric Clay!” Lana’s ears pricked up, as the three offended women commenced thrashing Faulkner to tears. She’d had no acquaintance with Clay, but had heard the name of the seedy photographer somewhere before. She smiled at Cleo as Faulkner writhed and humped at the floor, erect in a dark ecstasy at the fate he’d earned himself as the whips cut his flesh.“This is going to be easier for you than we thought ... we’ll soon have our man, and we’ll make a little home movie of our own when he’s ours.”. "As it turned out I was to learn far more by just sitting there eating mysalad and salmon dish and listening than I a thousand questions couldhave answered! I listened to the two men talking about us girls in astunned silence. Stunned by what I was hearing but even more shocked byAbigail's attitude to what was being said.She only paused from her food to smile at her husband, dutifully andpolitely respond to him by answering his comments with a lightweightgirly giggly answer. I could tell from.