"Would you like to worship your Mistresses pussy?" she growled."Yes please Mistress, I long to worship at your glorious pussy," Imewled."Pleasure me s...ssy, and I will make your dreams come true.......and Iwill set your tribute," she stated mysteriously.I wondered what this meant but the hunger to taste her pussy overrodeany doubts. I moved eagerly between her ample thighs. Tentatively mytongue dipped into her swollen pussy lips and I tasted her syrupy pussyjuice. It was pungent and musky, all. He needs me. Youhave to believe me." I do not think so. I rather think my pretty Mistress is just sayingthat in the hope of scaring me." Brinn produced a length of bindingfibre and set about lashing my crossed wrists together. Then, with theloose end of the binding fibre he looped it around a slave ring that hadbeen screwed into one of the support beams of the stable wall. It was amatter of moments to tighten the length of the bonds so that my armswere stretched now above my body as I lay there. I hope they can'tpeek at the caged sissy.She loves the way my stockings and garter frame my caged up littledickie.She keeps finding more reasons to make me go outside in herfavorite sissy outfit. I've hung out the clothes ,worked in theyard,checked the mail, and emptied the trash,wearing nothing butstockings, heels, garter,and of course my cb2000.I believe I know who I am going to ask to take my picture.We have gone tolunch together,and I have tried to talk about my problem,but I. “Oh is that right?” Karla said huskily. Her face went a darker shade of red with effort as she started to rhythmically clench herself around his fingers.“Fuck.” Jason said softly.“Yes.” Karla gasped out in between squeezes. “Please fuck me, Jason!”Jason quickly pulled his fingers out of his teacher’s pussy and moved closer behind her. He closed the glass door of the shower behind him so that they were both enclosed within the confines of the small cubicle. He placed his hands on Karla’s rump.