I stood naked in 4 inch heels and the women moved there chairs closer. Look mom, Ms. Jasmine said,our sissy is all excited. Is that correct,sissy Ms....Dee asked. I am sorry Mistress. That's ok sissy weunderstand, but that is unacceptable behavior for our sissy slaves, sowhen we are done here Ms. Jasmine and Ms. Ebony will be taking you totheir home get you shaved, fixed up a bit, and fitted with a temporarychastity device. So enjoy the freedom while you still can as sheflicked the tip. From the tournament of two years ago, she remembered the great time she had had shopping in the exclusive local Super Mall. All the players would get the opportunity to shop around in that palace of decadence. It seemed like the pinnacle of the world's haute couture, jewelry and other lifestyle-stuff was gathered there. Truly the favourite habitat for the expensive Russian. And in return for a couple of pictures of her checking out some stuff (unpayable publicity!), she could even choose some. I sucked, bobbed and caressed his ball to the accompaniment of his moans. My mouth returned to his rapidly swelling cock. Coming to the tip of his cock-knob my tongue circled its outline, skimmed across his velvet prick skin and darted to his tiny cum-slit. I gripped his cock tighter, working it faster. It was too much for him. He looked down, watching me suck on his hard meat. I made his huge erection more slippery by saliva to suck faster and harder and the full length slid more easily into. I knew nobody was there but it just felt safer. I took the stairs slowly, one at a time. I had never done anything like this before and I was so nervous about it. When I reached the top and turned onto the landing there it was, the washing basket! I could not believe it. This was going to be so easy. I dipped my head into the rooms to again double triple check it was just me around. I didn’t want to get caught before I had even had a chance. I reached the hamper and lifted off the lid, setting.