Then they cheered. Not jeered, cheered. They ran to me, dragged me in themiddle of the reception area, cooed over my outfit and complemented me on"wha... a beautiful sissy girl" I made. Pictures, posing... Every detail ofmy outfit was poured over, my big sexy breasts, my tiny corseted waist,my shiny stockings, and when they raised my skirt and found my chastitycage and pink crystal plug - the level of cooing wend to the insanelevel, now mixed with heavily sexual tones. I just stood in the. Half a heartbeat later, it was completely enveloped by a seething cavern that quickly constricted around his cock in a welcoming sexual embrace.Dave let out an undignified gurgle as the pleasure stole through his cock and into his body. The fact that he couldn't see anything heightened his sense of touch tremendously, and he wasn't bothered by his temporary blindness in the least. Actually, he was briefly disappointed when the mask was lifted from his eyes, but the sight of a goddess leaning. However, it was a virtual certainty on any given day dozens of Google Earth’s armchair explorers loaded images of the valley into their computers. Dirt trails left by vehicles exiting the mountain would attract unwanted attention.Once we crossed the meadow and entered the forested area, the air temperature dropped like a rock as our rate of travel increased to a more reasonable twenty miles per hour. The ground was littered with splotches of sunlight mixed with delicate patches of sparkling. He blushed furiously, and I was starting to wonder if he'd ever get around to it."It's called 'NiS'. Kind of: Genus, Pictures; Species, Anzu; Subspecies, NiS. It's for pictures of you during your Program week."I smiled. I couldn't help it. Not that I was happy with this whole picture idea, of course. The idea of nudie pics of myself, available for viewing by somebody else whenever he likes, with no control from me, forever...But he was so sweet and cute about it. So while I felt cold, I.