I smiled to myself as I thoughtthat maybe this super-long weekend wouldn't be so bad after all.I wiggled to test the ropes and was happy to see that I...was indeed tied uptight. It felt like I was finally where I needed to be--tied up on thefloor and full of cum and feeling very satisfied. "Happy New Year," I saidto myself as I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of having my ass fucked intobecoming a pussy while I gobbled down a never-ending parade of hard cocks.I was exhausted from my first night as. ..but she just sniggers, and steps away."My shift finishes in ten minutes... Angel." She sneers my name. "I thinkyou should stop distracting everyone else till then don't you?"I continue to look pleadingly at her and she just stares back at me,obviously waiting for a response. Blushing deeply, knowing that this isher little torture, I nod slowly. She gives a broad smile of triumph,"Well done sissy! Get back to work and..." She giggles. "Don't make amess."I look at her departing figure. Hearing her car, He walked around the room opening the tall shutters and drawing the gauzy inside curtains to allow the evening light to come in and set her skin aglow with its golden radiance. He pulled the chair over to center it along the wall facing the middle of the room where he expected her to stand, and sat down. The chair was low enough for me to set down my glass and the sit was slightly lower than the front edge for a particular reason. She entered smiling hello but knowing she. He shifted his gaze as she looked up at him, but not quickly enough for her to fail to see the direction he had been staring. Sam blushed, but Mrs. Severson only laughed."Oooo, you're a naughty boy, aren't you Sam?" she said smilingly."I guess I am," Sam said sheepishly. "Sorry about that." Yes, you should be sorry," she agreed, but with amusement rather than anger. "Looking at my boobs like that. Really, very, very naughty."Sam was a little surprised at her remark, but not as surprised as he.