“Do you see the little hard knob protruding from a little hood at the top of my slit?”I nodded, yes. Helga’s accent was still driving me crazy. ... thought I was going to cum just listening to her talk.“Okay, Precious, I want you to lightly kiss that little knob and then gently stroke it with the tip of your tongue.”Helga moaned when I did it and urged me to continue until told otherwise. I could feel her thighs trembling against my face as I repeatedly swabbed that little knob with the rough. I know allabout sissies."What can I do for you, Sissy???" I'm Sissy Wendy, thank you very much. Number one on my list areLipsticks. I need three, but they must be colors that will make me moreand more of a sissy. I do love the idea that Sissies adore lipstick." I am sure you do, darling. Do you have any special color you know youwant or your Mistress wants you to have." I want to wear Revlon's lipstick color - Fire and Ice. I have heardthat all sissies have to have that particular shade. It. . ?in addition we will have to put each of your fingers into a plastic tube so that they are not sharp anymore. Even if they were, they would have to cut through steel and that’s too much even for you, superbitch!? People loved thisJennifer was holding her, while her colleagues were doing all the arm-binding, once finished, she released her. As the assistants let go of her arms, Super-Woman was unable to support herself and she collapsed on the floor, barely managing at the last second to roll. She wasn't sure if it was two minutes or ten, but finally she couldn't take anymore and decided to cry uncle. She reached for the tentacle to grab it and pull it out, saying "Okay, that's enough. Stop." It was just out of reach though, the tentacles that suddenly grabbed her wrists saw to that. "No! No don't! Nooooooooo!" she shouted as they forcefully pulled her arms above her head, easily overwhelming her resistance. Shit. She had asked for this, hadn't she. Shit, shit, shit. Be careful what.