Somewhere between ‘ma in her kerchief’ and ‘he looked like a peddler just opening his pack,’ my half-drunk husband had gone to bed. I gently c...rried each of my preschoolers upstairs and tucked each one in as ‘visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.’ Then I put on my new silk Christmas nightgown, placed gifts around the tree and slid into bed beside my personal, beached whale. My only regret was that I had not been able to find the doll that my daughter so wanted and the superhero action. She then hands me her computer with the photo displayed. She asks me to describe the photo, what activity may have happened to lead up to the action captured on the screen, generally make up a story to fit it. Then she orders me to jack off for her while I stare at the photo. As I stroke my cock, she stands behind me and whispers in my ear, things like "such a little dicklet you have" "your hand is so gay, it loves your little dickie" "isn't that a nice, big, hard cock in that picture", things. Brushing it out of my mind Lucy went to the restroom to wash up. Looking in the mirror she felt content with her appearance. Her long dark brown hair lay in waves upon her shoulders. Her tan olive colored skin was the envy of her pale roommate, Fiona. At 5’4” her petite frame held her size 34 C breasts perfectly and her daily yoga showed amazing results for her ass. As Lucy took a step back from the bathroom mirror she could hear Fiona’s saying, ”You’re so hot, Lucy! Why don’t you have a. In the dresser wassome lingerie.I had been at Mistress Michelle another month, my breast was growinglarge. Then one evening all of us girls were called to the great hall.There was this device that Nikki said was a pillory. In the middle ofthe room. It looked like if a person was put in it they would be bentat the waist. After all us girls were in the great hall MistressMichelle walked in, behind her was this girl, but you could see hercock, it was bigger than my but still small. She was put in.