Oh, she could have just drunk some of contents of one of the nearby barrels and achieved the same thing, but this was so much more fun! Steadily her l...ps contracted around the tip of her clit, while her hands blurred as they slid along each side of the engorged shaft with well-practiced skill. As the tip of her glans pumped hard against the back of her throat she felt the build up begin once again from the base of her pulsing bud."Any second, now" her mind told her.The orgasm was shattering,. "Put these on."She handed me a pair of heels and a curly blonde wig. If I had feltridiculous before, this was something else."Show me your piercing and your tattoo," she said.I pulled up my shirt and pulled down my panties.Again she burst into laughter."I can't believe you actually did it, you are such a pussy."I bowed my head in shame."What are you?" she said."I'm a pussy," I said.She handed me a long coat from a bag that had also held the shoes andtold me to put it on."Right, you need to come. Mercifully it was soon evident that they were both fine craftsmen, eachpatiently waiting their turn to transform into their own bodies to designand create in Siobhan's case several small finely detailed items ofmetalwork and artefacts in much the same style as the ones she had boughtat the village shop, whilst Brendan produced his customary fine examplesof carved woodwork.So that some 2 or 3 weeks later during one very much extended lunchbreak, I was able to sell nearly all the examples they'd. You've been trying to pretend that you're not sexually submissive - that you're a quote 'normal' unquote, take-charge person. But that's a lie! And on some level you knew it, because you've been craving to submit to a dominant man."Brenda had her eyes closed and she was forcefully shaking her head back and forth. She was regretting wearing Suzanne's skimpy bikini, because it made her feel naked, both emotionally and physically. She felt as if she had nowhere to hide, and no way to lie.Suzanne.