I wore a shocking pink swimsuit over a pair of white tights, my hair was tied up and gelled into place. Shelly’s outfit was a short black dress, hol... up stockings, with black frilly panties, the dress was Basque like, showing off Shelly’s boobs, good job her parents were away, because we guessed she wouldn’t have been allowed to go out dressed like that if her Mom had seen the outfit.The party was great fun, we danced with nearly every boy in the class, someone had managed to bring a few beers. Brenda had given a lot of thought about her relationship with Master. She didn’t really know if it was just role play when they had their secret meetings or if she was really a slave. On the internet she had read all about 24/7 Master/slave relationships. She wasn’t sure if she could take the intensity full time. But with the kids in the house, it wasn't a decision she had to make. There would come a time when the kids graduated from school and moved out. She had a while before that was going. Mmmmmm.As he pounded away I whipspered shlyy in his ear, "I have a dirty fantasy, if you woulndt mind", I asked. "Sure, tell me more", he said. "I want to be treated like a paid for whore and you can use me any way you like, I really luv being submissive and humiliated a little", I told him. He immediately pulled out of my sissy pussy and bent me over the arm of the couch,pushing me face first into the cushion and spreading my legs, ass straight up in the air for cock. "I know how to use a. At least I was on the same floor as the meeting. When I arrived, I was greeted with the sound of low murmurs of a full conference room. I glanced at the clock and was surprised the meeting was not in full swing. Thank god the new department head was running late too because the only seat left was in the center of the first row of chairs.I squeezed into the seat, the people next to me making not-so-subtle sighs at having to tuck in their arms to make way for the big girl. These chairs were hard.