I slippedit over my head and attached the strap behind my neck. It clung tightlyto my chest and waist but the skirt fluttered lightly and sensuallyaro...nd my thighs. It was very short and just brushed the lacy tops of mystockings. Unlike the brothel, which had been full of mirrors, here Ijust had to guess how I looked, but the appreciative noises made by theFrench interrogators made me start to feel pretty good.Rummaging further in the bag, I found my wig, the same platinum blondebob as before,. She quickly grabbed a hold of my cock,put some sort of metal ring over it and then a cage, before producing apadlock and locking it shut, not to come off."Seeing's as you aren't a man anymore Jane I don't exactly see a use forthat cock, do you? Plus, you'll be so busy with chores and pleasing usthat you wouldn't have any time to masturbate anyway. Another way to keepyou from running away. I have the key to your cock. And you are nevergoing to get it unlocked unless I say so. Now get in that. "Suck my cock you faggot," I demanded. Without haste, he knelt before me and spread my legs with his strong hands. Beginning with my balls, he traced his tongue along the underside of my rock hard boner. When he reached the head, he gently licked around it, driving me wild. Then in one swift movement, he swallowed the entire length of my dick. As he bobbed up and down on my rod, I felt my climax nearing. Not wanting to be alone in my orgasm, I suggested that we 69. As I lay back on the length. There was a flush and soon I had a naked little girl sitting on a stool in front of the couch. She was clutching a fist full of ribbons and a hair brush. One of her sisters came out while I was brushing her naked sister’s hair. Her shock turned to amusement as I started weaving the ribbons through the little girl’s hair. Before long I had her looking every bit like a little friend of a princess somewhere.When I was done the bigger sister said, “Now you have to pay the man. You heard what the.