He had just come back from his latest beating from the guards. Hewas worried about what the Queen was going to do to him. His clotheswere in tatters o... his sore and battered body. He had no regrets forwhat he had done because Dawn was lovely. His only regret was that hehad been caught. Still he was wondering when the Queen was going toderive her punishment.Queen Elizabeth was discussing this very same thing with Dawn. Dawnwanted him to be recognized as a man in a dress. At first QueenElizabeth. I checked her wardrobe and she hasnt a decent thing to wear that comes close to my fine standards for my slaves. So she is at your mercy, Madame. Well then, shall we head this way, she said directing them through the curtain and out on the showroom floor. Immediately Silk saw that she was right, it was glamorous and expensive. How expensive she would soon see. They were led through another curtain into a large fitting room that had a couch inside. Michael took a seat quickly and Madame went. I held them as she did mine and arched my back, our bodies forming the shape of a cocktail glass. She ground against my steel erection and I could no longer hold back, unleashing a thick torrent of hot sperm inside her buttery channel. Her arms wrapped me, held me tight to her heaving chest and I felt her heartbeat gradually slow against my cheek. Despite our short courtship, the intimacy was palpable, real, the degree of connectedness between us overwhelming me to the extent that she reached. "But I could use some sex. How about you get your mouth busy getting my dick the rest of the way up, then I can give you all the stiff cock you'll want." She looked me over, and I knew she was still thinking this might get her some sort of special treatment, so she was going to be a good little whore and give me her best. It wouldn't, but I'd already told her that, so if she wanted to keep believing it, I was more than happy to take advantage of her delusion. She walked over to me, smiling and.