Did she really just say "cute?"By the time I got home from that first day of work, I knew I was in trouble. My muscles ached from carrying boxes up st...irs all day, and yet I was still sporting an erection that wouldn't go away. I couldn't believe my situation. Eight hours of each day—half my waking life—I was gonna be working alongside the two sexiest women I had ever laid eyes on.And here I was, without my girlfriend for another TWO MONTHS. The sexual frustration was gonna be intolerable.As I. A sudden thought occurred to me, and I picked the shirt that I'd worn to work today up from the floor and examined it. It was much the same, save for the fact that the size was different and the buttons were on the opposite side. Flipping it over, I smoothed out the left side of the shirt. The company logo was the same, but my name, my new name, adorned it, stitched neatly in red."Donna," I read. I laughed again, gleefully. "Hello, my name is Donna!" Still laughing, I stood, and to satisfy my. I curled my arm under her to support her bottom and braced us against the wall of the little car. I groaned and kissed her neck as I came again. She whimpered as she bucked against me then her head rolled and hair spilled over her face as her own orgasm ripped through her brain.I set her down on her feet and she tried not to stumble. I felt like we had just run a track event, a whole day's worth of energy expended in so brief a time. She pulled me close for a kiss then broke off when the. The new heels had new locks and Ifastened them as well, sealing my feet in the dungeon of my captor'schoosing. These leather heels were black and higher than the pink onesat least 6" Walking in the others was OK but these were quite tough.Very small steps, and were they smaller shoes? The pinched my feet, andthey started going numb quickly.#4 Black butt plug. Larger than the first of course but at least therewasn't a timer counting down my fate. I eased the pink plug out andbegan the long.