I had no idea how nudists did this on a regular basis. The tender spots just were not made for that much sun. I finished eating while she cleaned the ...xcess oil off of her hands. When Tara kept on making faces at the vinegar odor whenever she went to take a bite, I reminded her that the odor would dissipate in a few hours. She didn't recognize the word so I reworded my sentence so that she could understand it. She decided to wait to finish her meal later. I didn't have that choice. I needed. .. you have been fucked over, by me and my able assistant Mistress Saskia... We have all your personal details from the documents and cards left in your wallet and we have every mobile number from your phone downloaded onto the PC should we require them in the future. In essence we have all the evidence we need to ruin your life in ways you can only ever wake up screaming about... get it whore?"I nodded and murmured a "yes Empress" From now on you are an owned sissy slut with no choices, no. She filled one of the tall, clear tumblers with cranberry juice and returned to her seat. “What’s in that?” Jenna asked from over her shoulder. She meandered toward Maddi, a curious look about her. “Just juice,” Maddi snapped, failing to hide her irritability. “Were you looking for something harder, Jenna?” Diana laid down her pool stick and turned to the bar. “Vodka cranberry okay?” “Okay—to start.” Jenna winked. Maddi’s eyes returned to her phone. A few taps of her finger sorted the text. For the first time in days, I sat back and just enjoyed the shower. Theglorious feeling of warm water flowing over my naked, sensitive body. Icouldn't deny that I'd come to enjoy my girl form quite a lot as theweek went by. Sure, I could sense that Alison had some body issues, butfrom a guy's perspective, I knew I had a rocking bod.I still hadn't gotten over the softness of my breasts, or just howtender they were. I could get myself to moan and whimper with barely afew squeezes. It wasn't as.