She would lead me to the bedroom by the hand. After feeding me her tits and twat, she would give me that long slow fucking I so desperately needed. Af...er sex we would plan dinner. Sometimes we would stay in. I would cook dinner and we would make out on the couch watching movies or sports. Other times, we would go out. Heather would dress extra sexy in one of her cocktail dresses and I would wear the nice clothes she instructed me to wear in order to match. I would take her out to the restaurant. The next item was the lovely panties. I carefully examined them before they went on. The front was of a lacy, slightly see-through finish and the back was composed completely of black satin. They felt so soft and sensual in my hands, I had to put them on right at that moment.I stepped into them, and noticed with disgust that my Clittie had gotten really stiff again. This time, I wasn't going to stand for it, and so I put her tightly between my legs, and pulled the panties quickly up. I pulled. Mistress had said she had a little surprise in store. Mistress standing there in black leather corset, her ample breasts on display fully fashioned stockings, 5" studded 5" heels crop in hand.Smiled and turned to the dresser grabbing, shiri, and sissy's collar, turning back to sissy in the corner, said over here now with one firm swish of the crop, crawling on all fours headed to Mistress. head up slave raising his head Mistress slipped on the collar, with a tug on the collar, Mistress said. And he’s eating lunch with us. High-fives!’ I put my hand up, ‘And all of those are uber true!’ He taps my shoulder. ‘Where’s the lunchroom?’ I blush, ‘You, uh, you weren’t listening to that, were you?’ ‘The whole thing.’ He grins. ‘Uh, sorry.’ I look down at my feet. ‘Good-looking huh? That’s how we rate people here?’ He raises an eyebrow. Terri laughs, ‘Nope, just you.’ ‘Well, don’t I feel special.’ He smiles. ‘I’m Terri,’ She extends her hand. ‘Alex,’ He shakes her hand and puts his arm.