“Um, well, um, do you want to watch some TV with me?” he asked. Stephen was acting as if we’d never been alone before and I realized he had been...spying on me. I smiled at him and ran to the couch to grab the remote before he could. Stephen jumped on the couch next to me and tried to wrestle the remote from my hands. I brought the remote to my chest trying to protect it and when he tried to grab it he got a handful of boob instead. Stephen jumped up and looked at me. “Leigh, um, I’m sorry,” he. That was easy as it was one of the best and his name was in the "To:" area of most of the paperwork. He wasn't in yet (my watch said 6:45am but it was 7:45am here because of the time zone change). I went through his paper files (inside his desk, filing cabinets and safe) looking for anything about me, but I found nothing. That saved me the bother of covering his smoke sensor with an NP-bowl and having a fire.I didn't want to use his computer because that would cause suspicions later, but there. ?Ready sissy bitch???Y.. yes Mistress Thorne." I close my eyes and tense, feeling her releaseit, feeling it vibrate in my arse as it slowly reels the tail back in.?Oooh..." I moan, at the stimulation, then gasp as she does it again andagain.?Horny again slut?? She asks after the fourth or fifth time, as I standthere trembling, nipple bells chiming...?Yes Mistress Thorne," I moan, feeling the frustration of my trapped cockintensely.?Very horny?? She asks teasingly patting my arse.?Yes Mistress. Her mind drifted. She found herself imagining being surrounded by all the hard pricks that those young men were packing.Peggy knew they must be thirsty so she thought she should mix up some lemonade to take out to them. But first, she thought she might change into something a bit more interesting than ordinary shorts and a mommy t-shirt. She rummaged thru her casual clothes and could not find anything that she felt would show off her assets and casually catch the eye of those boys. She had to.