Nothing too extreme, itll just&hellip, you know. Poppy guided me to the couch. I needed her guidance. That scared the hell out of me. No, I dont know...hellip, Tell me&hellip, tell me what it does. I tried to sound firm but my mind was going a little fuzzy and the words were hard to form. Okay, Poppy said. Well, you will lose control over your muscles. Dont worry, they can still be used, but not actively by you. And your mind will be a little clouded. This was scary as fuck. What on earth were. She walked to the closet, found the hanger made especially for this dress, and hung it carefully. She stooped to spread the train, admired it once more, and exited her closet before she began an extended tour in planning her appearance for the rest of the weekend. He did not know how he played in her calculations, what reactions she planned for each encounter, the satisfaction she took each time she predicted correctly, the despair she felt when she feared he had not noticed the feature that. "Now get dressed in your maid's uniform like agood little subservient maid and go see Mom. I have work to do."I took off my school clothes and set them on the bed, then found themaid's uniform and put that on. It felt weird not to have to change mybra or panties. I was Paula the schoolgirl, and then I changed intoPaula the maid. I checked my hair and brushed it out a bit."Did you enjoy your 'extra special gift' from Kate?" Ms. McKinnon askedwhen I found her in her bedroom."Yes." Good. And did. I could. Stepmom slid the whole 5 inch finger of ginger into Makaela’s ass. The uncut part at the end that kept it from sliding into her reminded me of a buttplug. As fast as I could I looked up ginger in a girl’s ass and found what I was looking for. It was indeed used on disobedient wives and daughters. The warmth and sting of the ginger slowly becomes hotter and hotter until it reaches an unbearable burning sensation. At this point the woman would probably be shrieking but after about ten.