What could be the worst that could happen? I took a motivated step and pushed my legs forward. I could see the lace tops of my stockings shimmer in t...e moonlight as I walked, highlighting my toned legs. I heard something move behind me and I stopped, looking quickly, and then kept powering forward. The adrenaline and the notion that I might be in danger was making my heart race and panties start to soak through as my thong became even more uncomfortable. I quickly stopped behind a bin,. Every time I stroked she came closer and closer. Her orgasm was building like the perfect storm. Higher and higher the waves of her orgasm ascended. Again, the scream of the banshee returned as her orgasm burst forth. Again and again and again I felt her pussy clamp down on my driving rod. With a roar my own orgasm breached the walls of her cunt and I was spent. I collapsed momentarily on her, but regained enough composure to fall over to one side. Dana was breathing hard and her eyes were. " I wanted none of this. I want to go home.Except I realized that I was indeed a slave for now. Even if I could get out, I wouldn't know where I was and I would be wearing a diaper and plastic pants. Maybe this was a game and Sandy would be here soon. Helplessly, I allowed her to dress me in a light blue satin dress. The hem was just below my waist and after she put me in blue edged petticoats the skirt fluffed out. She finished things with blue ruffled socks and black Mary Jane shoes."He will. In fact she was going to be gone for the next 3 days, so I had made plans on fucking myself with a 7inch dildo that was going to be delivered by UPS later that afternoon. I ordered this to be delivered on a day I knew she'd be gone, as to not arouse any suspicion on her part as to what was in the plain brown wrapper. So in preparation to fucking my hole I had just taken a shower, shaved my ball sack, asshole, trimmed all of my other pubic hair and once dried off I lubed up my hole and inserted.