Leon said, "So it's Donna now is it?"I started to protest my unwillingness, but Ruby grabbed my balls andgave them a squeeze.She then demanded, "Tell ...hem that you are now to be called Donna andyou like being my bitch."She squeezed a little harder to emphasize her demands.I meekly said, "My name is Donna now, I am Mistress Ruby's bitch andlove pleasing her."Pat nodded her head and said, "You aren't half the Man that Leon isanyway, so you might as well be a bitch."Leon noted, " Your bitch still. " I don't want to talk about it!" But I can assure..." I said I don't want to talk about it." Can't we..." Go to sleep and forget about it. I won't talk about it."To say the temperature in our little house was icy, would be an understatement. On Thursday we hardly spoke five words, and even though Friday was a little bit better, it wasn't until Sunday that we came close to daily life. But I had a feeling that I should not bring up the subject, so I didn't.On the next Wednesday Lisa took our. My chest isn’t real big but it is enough that boys notice and my hips are curvy but I’m definitely not high school prom queen or captain cheer leader material.“Well Bridget, looks like you’re growing up and on to the next leap forward in your life. How ‘bout we swing past a grocery store and get some basics and then you can settle in before work tomorrow.” he offers.“That would be great! Thanks for the job and place to stay uncle Ben. Do I need to know anything about work? I haven’t really. .... tights, stockings, hold-ups in black, barely black, tan, red and blue. Also some flesh coloured and white but I opened a new packet of 10 denier 'barely black' stockings with lacy tops and put them together with the undies. Sandra watched me feeling the texture of a thong in the drawer and chirped up again "If you look in the laundry basket, you'll find some used knickers" I told her to fetch the basket from the.