"But first, call me 'Mistress.'" Yes, Mistress," Brit grumbled."Come on, let's have a little enthusiasm." Yes, Mistress," Brit repeated, this time wit... a wide grin on her face."Much better. Now, if you're going to be a good little slave, you're going to have to wear the right uniform." Uniform?" Brit asked. "It's not going to be something humiliating, is it?" Of course not," said Crystal. "It's not something you haven't worn before." Good." In fact, you probably wear it a couple of times a. I had to calm down if I was going to maintain control. I turned and got a good look at her as she tried to shoo her dog away. She obviously wasn’t ready to go to lunch, but she still looked amazing. She had that incredible sexy tank top on with a blue bra under it and a pair of sweat pants and I instantly wanted to eat right through them. She had a beautiful ass and I want to grab her. My God, she was the hottest thing I had ever seen.“I’m really sorry she said, my son wouldn’t go down for. She dropped her bag on a nearby console table, grabbing her cell phone out of it before making her way to the bedroom directly off the living area. She stood in front of the mirrored closet doors and examined her figure as she disrobed. At five feet ten inches tall, Jamie was taller than many of her female friends, and even a few of the guys who she had dated over the years. Rather than be self conscious about this, she loved her body and her height. It got her a lot of attention, from men and. Even soft he was a big and my imagination began torun wild with anticipation. Edging nearer, I moved my face closer tohis crotch. My breathing grew deeper and kneeling between is straddledlegs I pushed my face into his groin, sliding my cheek, nose, cheek andback forth. My hands moved up and down his muscular legs giving asqueeze every now and then. I did this for a minute or two breathing inthe cigarette smell that had permeated his clothing when suddenly Ifelt a twitch on my cheek. His bulge.