Master had apparently pulled all my maleunderwear out of my drawers and shredded them to bits. He had alsoshredded every cotton panty I had along with...my male underwear. I sighedas I began to realize just how much control this man now seemed to haveover my life. I noticed a box on the bed. I walked over to it nervously wondering what it had in store for me. Iopened it up and discovered a note with a stack of satin and lacepanties, red, purple, pink, blue green everything but beige or white.. "You gonna stand there dripping on my fucking floor?" he asked. "Dude, I don't have any dry clothes," I replied. "No big deal. We're about the same size," said Shane, handing me a pair of athletic shorts and a T-shirt. I could have just gone back to my dorm, a five minute walk in the rain, but here I was borrowing my friends clothes. Interesting."What's distracting you, man?" I said, slipping out of my clothes. "You OK? Not really like you to turn down pussy," I kidded him."True, true,". I was sitting on the couch and Clark and Betsy were sitting on the bed, and we continued drinking for another hour and were all getting a little buzzed. Betsy then got up to use the bathroom, and after I heard the toilet flush, she came back into the room.I didn’t notice at first that she had taken off her shorts, but finally my head cleared enough to notice it. She still had her underwear on, which were brief panties, but they almost looked like a thong on her big ass. I saw her thick, gray. The man seemed to smile at this and then looked down at the crying woman he held, ?If you’re very good, Suzy, maybe I’ll buy you a puppy some day!? He said chuckling before moving on. When he’d left Margaret felt braver and crawled back to the window, both anxious and afraid to see what other bizarre things were going on outside. She saw more slutty looking women, and more dressed like little girls, some of which seemed to be quite happy as they skipped along, holding hands with the man they.