What else could ithave been? She smoked pot all the time, so the notion that it had beenthat did not make sense. No, wait, where did that pot come fro... again?Some girls gave it to Casey and it had that fruity scent to it. Thisjust had to be Casey's fault.* * *"Casey! Open the door right now!"Simon pounded on her friend's apartment door, knowing that she couldjust rip it of its hinges now if she chose. It was not the ideal outfit,due to her new found height, but she managed to find a pair of. Mistress Monica admitted him and introduced him asSamantha and said for the evening he would be known as she and that shewould soon become a sissy slave. Her new name would be Sissy Sammy.Mistress then led her over to a strange looking cage. It was not veryhigh and anyone placed in it would be bent over on their knees. Two holesat one end formed stocks for legs. Another larger hole at the other endwould fit around her neck, leaving her head protruding.She was ordered to step into the cage. No matter how sexy a gagging woman might be gagging because of hair tickling her is not sexy anymore. And seeing your own pubic hair between her teeth kills any desire of kissing her.After the shower I checked my wardrobe. What should I wear? I decided to go for black this time. Black leather shoes with black socks. Black underwear under black tight jeans.I had those jeans made to fit perfectly. They where tight but allowed me freedom of movement. It is killing when I want to carry a bound. He kicked her twitching body to make sure she really was out, then cursed himself for being such a pussy. There he was, standing over the unconscious body of the cop who fucked his shit up, holding an aluminum bat when she was clearly unarmed, and he was still afraid? He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and took a moment to calm down, then grabbed the woman with both hands and started to drag her out of the cramped hallway and into the living room.Officer Jones still had her handcuffs on her.