Half an hour later I awoke X. In future she would need to set herself an alarm so she could be ready to wake and serve me. I told her to go and wash a...d to meet me downstairs where she would begin by learning how to prepare and serve breakfast. There was no need to get dressed I informed her, as she would be serving me naked while we were at home unless told otherwise. In the kitchen I seated myself at the head of the table as Master did when I served him. It felt very strange being served. "Fuh-whad... Mharch!" The last syllable was expulsed from the diaphragm, hard and sharp. There was a definite count, almost like singing, to the words. Again, together with the others, she stepped off, left foot leading, right arm swinging, in step. And three steps later, the command came, as the left foot reached the ground, "Detail! Halt!"The speaker was in the driver's seat, the position one third of the way up from the rear of the small double column, on the left. Another Midshipman Fourth,. He was pinned under her massive weight…and then she was leaning towards him, her huge tits coming at him…and then he was engulfed between them! Her big brown areola were fluttering past his mouth and finally he pressed into them and caught a nipple with his lips. He heard her moan, and then he began to suck it with wild fervor. Her hand was touching him…touching his cock…and then he felt her stroking it…tugging on it…then his dick head was on fire…wet…burning with heat…and then he felt himself. The next month – Saturday morningAmy stirred slowly as she woke, running one latex-clad hand down her body, grinning. She had expanded her wardrobe considerably in the last month. She had several new latex garments, including the tight halter top she was wearing. Her hand reached back up and tweaked her nipple through the shirt. She found herself wearing latex under her normal clothes regularly. It made her feel electric, and erotic- she almost couldn't keep her hands off herself.Her fashion.