"Guest counselor, then. And yes, I read the letter. Only a week. Again, very odd." Sorry you feel that way, Ms. Bendon. If you're concerned about my c...edentials or my experience and reputation, please feel free to call the central office of the Haven Counseling Group." Oh, yes, and I am sure that they will give a glowing report on you. And likely confirm your supposed specialty." She leaned forward and peered at the letter. "Social adjustment problems of teenage girls."Victor looked proud. "I. You are at work and I’m home, enjoying my role as your slut and maid.I clean the house wearing pink sissy sweat shorts and a tank top, pink sneakers and pink socks. I want our home to be perfect for you, and I take pride in taking care of the house you work so hard to provide.I then go to the gym in sexy little workout outfit. No one there cares that I’m a sissy anymore. I used to look like a boy in girl’s clothes, but now I look like just another one of the girls getting toned and fit for a. It would be over with, with both of them. Was it then worth it? Worth fucking Joy at least once? That was the one question I hadn't come to terms with as yet. But I was also painfully aware, left alone with her the way I would be, that temptation and question would no doubt be answered.At least Joy had put something on when we entered the kitchen area. Though I wasn't sure what she'd put on made things any easier for me. In an odd way, she looked even sexier partially dressed than totally nude.. There was only about an eighth of aninch between then now and as her sore nipples squeezed through Janice screamedeven louder than before. A moment later she was free. Her breasts were red andswollen but otherwise seemed not to have suffered any lasting damage. Thebeating with the riding crops had been good, but my favourite method ofpunishment for her beautiful tits and nipples was still the cane!I think some of Janice?s best whippings werewhen she was tied spread-eagled and had single tail.