This will be your implied contract of slavery. If you do not agree, you will put back in a cocoon and left for the weekend."I must have blinked once w...thout knowing -- likely at the thought of being punished by this chubby, homely looking drag dom."Good slave." Melba said. "We'll have fun this weekend!"I hastily blinked twice, trying to signal Melba that the first blink was a mistake. She ignored me. Our deal had been sealed with my blink.The two maids released my bonds and subsequently all of. Tabhi kuch ladke aaye mere pass kahne late mat dekh nahi patne wali. Khair waqth betata gaya air mai chupchap muh latkaye baitha tha. Achanak wo mere pass aayi main to chowk gaya. Ye kaise ho gaya for apne aap ko smbhala pucha kya kam hai.Yaar wo to pura open mainded thi sidha muh pe bol di kyun muje ghure ja rahe ho. Kabhi koi ladki nahi dekhi kya. Main bhi kaha kam tha sidha bol diya Delhi to baho par aap jaise nahi Delhi.Kahne lgi mujh me aisa kya hai jo bakiyo me nahi. Main bola sari chez. Helpless, I was lifted into a sitting position against the couch. A lumpformed in my throat as she grabbed the bra again and applied somethingfrom a bottle in her bag. She held it open before me and I desperatelytried to speak, plead, beg, as she started to feed my useless, limp armsthrough the straps."It's time for your turn to be Felicity LaGrande," she winked, as shepulled the wretched thing onto me and leant me forward to fasten it. Thewarm, sweaty backs of her false breasts pressed against. Next, she put her thumbs inside the elastic of her panties and slowly pushed them down past a fine covering of mid brown pubes around swollen labia.I could not control my cock which struggled against the material of my pants bringing another scowl from Miss.Jo now stood with one leg either side of the bench as instructed. Miss instructed her, “Bend right over and grip the underside of the bench.”I was now standing to one side of Miss and behind Jo. She bent over but had to spread her thighs.