. Ipromise!" He begged, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.Jacqueline looked down at the horrified teen and gave him a look ofdisgust, "Look at this mess...you perverted little sissy! I never wouldhave believed in my entire life, that my own nephew would become a sissypanty-waist, but look at you!"Cammy covered his face in shame and sobbed uncontrollably, feeling thesting of his Aunties words. How could he have done something as awful asthis? Not only had he betrayed his Aunt's trust by sneaking. Mom usually just goes to work or is home. I have never heard her talk on the phone with any guys.” Chet said.“That’s too bad. Your Mom is a sexy woman. You’re sure she has never had a boyfriend?” Cheri asked as her curiosity about Chet’s mother increased. It made no sense that a sexy young woman like her would be doing without sex other than masturbating.Chet again looked like he had when she had made him admit to jacking off while listening to his Mom masturbating. “Come on Chet, tell me what. So maybe I'm just a crybaby.After all, I've dreamed of surrendering all control and responsibility to a cruel, impossible-to-please temptress, and my mistress is indeed as mean and cruel as they come. I worship her and live only to obey her.So why do I whine?Because I find myself slipping further and further into a sub-human state of submission. Day by day, inch by inch, I beg for more. It seems I have no shame. When my mistress parades my babified and bound self in front of her girlfriends and. You had on thigh high nylon stockings. You burst out laughing and your friend wondering what had happened. I must have looked like a deer caught in the headlight. My eyes were bulging out of my socket in unexpected excitement. Rest of the day I spent day dreaming about you and not accomplishing any work. I wanted so much to run my hands over your long silky smooth legs. Flirting went on for couple of months but still not had chance to speak to each other. I should have dropped a note or.