I remember the first time we played the Geocaching game with me as the bait. That time the bondage was simple. My collar tied to an overhead limb, my...ankle tied to a tree trunk and handcuffs. I texted the coordinates to Master Bill and then dropped the phone and waited. Gradually it became more complex as my imagination took off on the potential for self-bondage. He always let me direct that part of the adventure. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. I panicked and thrashed, but still I couldn’t. All the time her shapely legs kicked and parted and waved showing her pretty brown haired vagina and tiny teen pink pouting butt hole between her pained ass cheeks. Her crying was music to the overachiever’s ears as his hand connected solidly HARD with the now crimson red flesh of her rear.“You deserve every spank little lady that you are getting for not buckling down and studying. As your tutor this is my duty.”“Becca and you know it! Bad girls get their shapely bottoms spanked just like this. And our mouths were already pressed together again and we kissed intently now, our tongues were tightly entwined. Very gently, Ellen broke away from me and began to kiss my face, slowly, then faster. She kissed me everywhere, she licked my face and my neck, my chest and my legs, finally she licked me the red high heels. When she kissed my cock in the panties, I was about to explode and Ellen suspected that well, because she slowed down a little bit. But only a little bit, so that I could. The Sissy is then told to sit at the make up vanity. He is told to applyvery heavy black eyeliner and black lash extending mascara and brush hisplucked brows into a startled configuration. His eye shadow (deep bluesand lavenders) is to be applied as if he were trying out for the role ofCleopatra at a transvestite nightclub. His lips must be perfect. Crimsonlipstick, topped off with a scarlet lipgloss containing highlights ofgold sparkles is the preferred prescription. The sissy is to form a.