You peed. You climbed into your bed. You lay under the covers. Lost. You didn’t cry. You didn’t cry. You didn’t cry. The early afternoon light s...ifted as the hours passed. There was a tap at the door. ‘Little Miss.’ Margaret’s voice. ‘Little Miss…’ from the door opened just a crack. ‘Yes, Margaret.’ Your own voice sounded harsh and grating to yourself. ‘Little Miss, there’s a package for you.’ ‘Thank you, Margaret, I’ll look at it later.’ ‘I — I’ll leave it here for you.’ ‘Very well. Thank you,. I was of coursedisappointed that I would remain locked for another 10 days but was in noposition to argue the point.Mistress then told me to take off her shorts and panties. I eagerly andtenderly removed them and with an aching clit admired the beauty of herfeminine form. I was instructed to pleasure her and to pay attention toher instructions in how she liked it. She made a point of informing methat she did not like to explain things twice. I eagerly went at my task.Following her instruction. As it so happened, it worked amazingly well!So, after a while, when we came to use the dildo and it's harness, I was feeling extremely excited, and I could see from Robert's behavior that he felt the same, if a little bit nervous as well; which was only to be expected, of course. As we both undressed, I had Robert get on his hands and knees (we did this on his parents bed, of all places!), and as he waited there like that I hurriedly put the harness and the dildo on, and then, after applying a. Sherri had told me that this is what had been used on her. It looked really horrible. I found an online shop that sold all these things and I scrolled through their pages, my eyes getting wider all the time. I also found some videos which showed them being used some of which ended with a seemingly real and massive orgasm for the poor girl suffering the punishment and a final loving scene of hugs and kisses. This surprised me quite a lot, but it began to colour my view on what was happening. I.