I smiled and drank. "Poor Miem... You cunt whore..."I was looking out the window as Miem pulled up. Cunt seemed to be walking a little strange. I smil...d and opened the door as she got to the door. We kissed. Her voice was soft and sweet, "I missed you so much Lover!" I kissed her again! "Me too. Did you have fun? Get off your knees or out of bed?" I did not raise my voice ther was no need to. Slut Miem was scared more with soft words and gentleness. She always understood that hell was about to. I turned and looked at it for a second and with a small smile I turned back to face my front having my picture take by few lads.Matt then pulled his cock out; it was almost erect too, but still small.I was then asked to take hold of a cock, I was reluctant and I shown it but I did not answer.I was asked again with the lad saying, “Go on Mrs Jones, it has been a great day and it is just a little fun, he was right, it had been a great day and I felt wonderful getting all this attention from all. ......." this" ...SLAP.... "Is for" ....SLAP.... "your disgusting behaviour" .....Slap....."Do you understand young lady".......SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP..."OWWW Yesss sorry im sorryyyyyy !........" Her bottom was turning pink already from the firm controlled smacks Brad was laying on it, he certainly seemed a natural at spanking. If he was honest he was enjoying it too. Watching intently as her bare bottom cheeks jiggled with each stroke of his strong hand , her fleshy full moon turning crimson. WOW I thought this was not a typical wake up call for me, hmmm, she must be feeling confident in me wanting to fulfill my true inner role of being a sexy sissy servant for a day, maybe even for the weekend. I pick up the wig, put it on, brunette hair down to my shoulders, with a little flip, looks fairly good, except now I really need some makeup. I finish getting dressed, go back to the mirror, and make up my face, using a dark eye shadow, then liner, rouge, and some crimson lipstick. Then I.