“Now slave, let me look at you, drop your trousers” I complied, revealing my slave harness complete with tiny black leather thong, at that moment ...he door bell rang announcing the taxi.Mistress smiled as the taxi driver could see me pulling up my trousers before I answered the door and then walked out leaving me to follow behind.Whilst driving I could see the taxi driver glancing back in his mirror, mistress saw it too and casually laid her hand on my crotch feeling my cod piece through my. Mary rolled her eyes. She stuck her bookmark in and threw the book on her bedside stand. Turning off the lights, she pulled the blankets over her head and drifted off to sleep. In what seemed like no time at all the alarm was letting her know that her day was about to begin. She lie in bed and tried to shake the cobwebs off. She was still in that special place in the morning when you can remember in vivid detail every moment of your dream. But as you recall each scene it drifts away and you. I stomped off upstairs and got into fulluniform, the corsets now not uncomfortable since shedding so much weightafter losing my sister. I touched up my make up and hair, returningdownstairs to make tea and placed it all on a silver serving tray topresent it with a curtsey to the woman."Ms Simpson is staying for a few days Lizzy, will you move her things tothe green bedroom." It wasn't a question from Regina."Yes Mistress," I replied with a curtsey and went out to start theremoval process that. The act was so humiliating but the girl was glad to please him. Then they got on and Jane didn’t know what was coming next. Ted was drunk and he couldn’t drive the car in a condition like that but she was wrong. The car jerked away from the campus. At first Jane wanted to comment on drink driving but she decided not to get on his nerves. The girl wanted to ask Ted about their relations but she didn’t know how to do it. Jane didn’t want to seem clingy. Were they a couple? Or were they just.