I hated this so much. I hated my weakness, my unusefulness, my cowardness.I did not even hesitate but replied promptly: "Yes Mistress, it is mypleasur..." Now, I strode over to Master Seans side of the bed and climbedonto it. My nylonclad legs slid easily forward on the white sheets whilemy tush, the preferred term by Mistress, stuck up in the air. The shortskirt of my uniform, enforced with net lace stood straight up and allowedanyone a good look of my buttocks covered with sheer nylon panties. " Ilooked around at the mannequins in short, tight dresses. "Club weartends to be figure-enhancing, and at the same time revealing." Sheexplained. "You want to be sexy when you're out, so people will noticeyou and accept you" She looked at me with the slyest of grins, and wehad another girl moment, almost giggling about being sexy for attention.Diane introduced me to a salesgirl, who measured me and showed meseveral she thought would work for me,holding them up to me to gauge fitand color. . .. your hands cuffed awkwardly behind your back... your ass being stretched and violated... At least his cock was more lubed up this time from all my throat juices, and my ass was fairly stretched out. I almost liked it at one point, but no... that was just the fear I told myself... He picked up pace. Thank God I thought, he's going to cum soon. Jesus, what a weird thought to have. I shook it out of my head as I waited for his cum to fill my ass, again. Except he pulled out, spun me around so I. "I want us to be a whole family that you are a part of, just like Andy and Scott. My question to you is ... is that something that you want too?"Tim was looking straight at his step-father, and then sighed and sat back in his chair."I've never had a dad. I mean one who lived with us. You're the first one I've ever had to live with ... you know ... in the same house. You think this is a big deal? I mean, me being your son?" he asked tentatively."Yes ... I think it's a very big deal. I never.