As a result, I was placed into an accelerated program while I was still in elementary school. That’s the reason I started university when I was only...16 years old.’ Brenda was impressed. ‘Sounds like you’re on the fast track to success Brian. Does your wife or girlfriend know that you’re in here?’ ‘I don’t have a wife or girlfriend,’ I replied with a touch of dejection, ‘I was engaged to my high school sweetheart up until a couple of months ago. She’s the only woman I’ve ever had a. I'd have to make all of the first moves, but I'd like it that way. I'd take it slow, pulling her shirt off and kissing her chest, making her relax into it. Her bra would come off, and I'd gladly suck on her little nipples, which I'd had the joy of seeing once during truth or dare in high school. She'd be moaning, because I've learned that she loves having her tits played with.I'm a little possessive, so I'd leave a little hickey just for us to know about. Our little secret, just like. It was like a dream when he would jerk off home alone thinking of his aunt and mother's stockings. He began to confess everything to his aunt and mother.David's mother replied, laughing at her son in his submissive kneeling position in front of her sister: "Is that what you like? You still love to smell my high heels when I'm not home? Smell my stockings in the unwashed hamper? Smell my heels in my closet? Jerking off wearing all my stuff?"David held his head down in shame softly saying, "Yes. I blushed with pleasure at her compliment and with the rushof sweet pressure from my chastity. I offered my captor adainty curtsey, ankles crossed, skirt carefully raised, andgathered up the coffee things on their tray. I was carefulnot to stumble in my four-inch-heeled oxfords as I left theroom, skirts and petticoats swishing about me excitingly.Three weeks had passed since my imprisonment andtransformation at the hands of The Painted Lady's owner,whom I knew only as Mistress Anne ? three.