Claire realised she was actually enjoying herself, it was exciting, more exciting than anything she had ever experienced before.“Tell me, are you en...oying yourself?” he asked again.It was hard enough to admit it to herself and she feel a sense of shame as she was forced to admit her arousal. "Yes." Yes, what? Tell us what you are enjoying." he asked"I am enjoying playing with herself while you watch." she admitted.Saying the words aloud brought on a new wave of shame and vulnerabity, and also. The sharp pain in her ass was now turning to a pleasant throb.‘How could she have ever doubted her position?’ she thought. The pleasure she was receiving from this punishment, and the knowledge that this was just beginning was overwhelming. She was definitely a slave.Her fellow slave, Josephine, was receiving similar treatment across from her.She noted some low pleasant gasps coming from Josephine’s direction, and she glanced over to see a large butt plug with a long pony tail being inserted. To combat this, she wore a knee lengthskirt which drew the attention of passers by away from her waist and downto her lower legs. She also wore a U-neck top that extended to justabove her thighs whose design highlighted her ample C-cup cleavage.Terry simply wore a t-shirt with a Yankee logo and some jeans.Jayne's husband George was checking them into a fancy hotel and Jayne andTerry were waiting for him in the lobby. The Role Exchanger swapped theboy and his mother's clothing and fashion. “No thee don’t, pretending not to want it when thee’s like a she cat on heat.” “I suppose it’s how thee goes on.”He grabbed his apron and started to pump the bellows for the forge.“Oh dear god,” Annie sighed, “How dare you accuse me, you monster.”“So does thee want to fuck or don’t thee?” He asked.“No,” she said waveringly.“Thee eyes says yes, the mouth says no,” Tom observed, “Thee’ll have to say yes afore I fucks thee.”Annie heard herself say yes, her head said no no no, but in her heart.