The only way that I could wear anything under it is if the waist band of the knickers was covered by the 2 cm band round my waist. Not that I intended...to wear any knickers.“When you walk my dear, this front panel will gape open if you are not careful. You may, or may not wish to hold it in place.”“I won’t.” I heard myself say. As Celeste made numerous minor adjustments I imagined myself walking into the ballroom, dress gaping open and flowing behind me; and all eyes staring at me. My pussy. I had added another finger that was now caressing her inner walled as the other stroked her g spot slowly. This was always her peak. No longer concerned with my thinking she’s still asleep, her hand clamped down on the back of my head and pressed me into her crotch. Her head rolled back and I heard a long deep moan that seemed to go on forever. Her thighs widened and then closed again. Her body moved in a serpentine motion, her shoulders rising and forcing the rest of her into my mouth as they. “I don't have any lesbian tendencies at all.”“Well, then, this command should activate some of the same things Amber felt when I ordered her to strip for me. I want you to do the same strip show that Amber did for me, but I want you to do it in front of Lilly. When you're done, you'll be kneeling naked in front of a woman, not a man. You'll be giving her pleasure with your mouth, too, licking her pussy and tasting her feminine juices. That's an order.”“Oh, no...” Cindy breathed, with the same. “You have to wonder what they would think at the sight of you. Especially if they saw you strip first. They would be wondering if you lost your mind.”Amaya was wondering the same thing herself. The smell of the tar on the roof was making her nose itch. Her body was hot and sticky all over and she was feeling very vulnerable in the cage. The sweat was so bad, Amaya’s glasses kept slipping down her nose. She kept crossing her arms over her breasts to try to hide them but it seemed pointless since.