I could also see the leash attached to my collar he had made me wear. He was holding onto the leash as he kept fucking my ass. The bangles in my hands...were making a lot of clinging noise, along with the anklets I was wearing. He had also got me a waist chain with tiny bells attached that made a lot of noise when I moved, especially when I was being fucked.He liked it when there was a lot of noise of all that jewelry when he fucked me. I had begun to like it all too actually. Though, this was. She stared moaning I sucked her breast and started kissing and sucking her placenta her moaning was increasing while sucking her placenta i was rubbing her pussy on her petticoat.She asked me to stop and stand up and I stood we started kissing after some minutes we broke d our kiss she told rest we later in bed room. She bathed me completely after bath she took me to her bedroom there we hugged and started kissing again while kissing I hold he waist. I bend down removed her petticoat we both. She said in a commanding voice, “You need to dress as a girl, then only you will be able to respect girls. Go and wear that pink nighty kept in the wardrobe.” I had to obey her each and every command. Wearing that nighty was no better than being naked. It was a transparent thing that easily revealed my private parts. Never in my life, I had felt so much embarrassed and shameful. For the whole night, she kept me standing in a corner holding my both ears with my both hands, dressed in a pink. The thirty-something woman was well aware of their appeal and made no attempt to hide them. Indeed, she wore skirts that, although not terribly short, were cut to allow her to show off those legs to their best advantage.The first day of class had demonstrated that Mademoiselle Sylvia, as she preferred to be called, was able to gain everyone's attention, and to also divert it to the subject when she wanted. She faced the class, she sat behind her desk, she stood behind her podium. However, when.