"But that's not going to be enough is it? Not quite enough..." M-Mistress... p-please... uhhhnn!... c-can't think..." I don't want you to think, slave... I want you to obey. And here is what will make you obey... your little sister Melinda." Uhhhn!!... Uhhh!... wh-what... ohhh..." She's your slave now. She's your toy. But she still has a mind. She has her memories and her own little desires... I can change that..."Heather squirmed and writhed against Nyssa, her pussy still pulsing with almost. My heart crescendos, and I am aware, too, of your mounting excitement. I sag into you and you cup my braless breasts, kneading them gently, powerfully through the ruffed fabric of the dress. A tickling kiss in my ear and suddenly my legs are rubbery. It is no longer the view that holds my awareness nor the black abyss before us, but the living, pulsing bulge pressed into my back. I stand on the edge of the world, caught between lust and fear, as my loins melt, surrendered completely to your. “So suppose you do what we’ve been practicing at home,” said her mother, “You turn around and bend over, and pull up your dress so Bernard can have a good look at you just as you’ve been having a good look at him.”Tearfully, the little girl did just as her mother told her, and what a surprise there was for me. Because when Jessica pulled up her dress, it turned out she wasn’t wearing any panties at all! It also turned out that she had a very red bare behind to expose to me and to everyone. I’m sorry, but there is zero tolerance for such conduct in the workplace. You may go now, and good luck with what the future brings you, Jaycee.”Just like that, Jaycee tearfully walks to her office to collect her belongings just as security is escorting Mel from the premises. The security officer returns for Jaycee just as she’s putting one last item into the cardboard box.Arriving home, Jaycee is met by her husband Mike at the door. As she comes in, Mike embraces her and gives her a long hug.