Confused, I looked up at him. ‘As I was saying before, you will be going to the village this afternoon with Mistress and the other girls in order to...get your trousseau.’ ‘My trousseau? I don’t understand Master.’ Trousseaus were for brides. I wasn’t even dating. Unless…a chill ran through me as I began to suspect what Master had in mind. The pointed reminder of who owned my body…the trousseau…he was going to marry me off to someone. No, that couldn’t be it. Could it? Master laughed as he saw. A little later that day, a man came in to the thrift store. He told the cashier he needed some women's clothing for a Fraternity initiation, and wanted something cheap. The cashier, used to such requests, took him to ladies clothing area where he found a leather skirt and blouse as he was ordered to find. Taking the items to the dressing room, he removed his clothes and put on the new items. As Robert slipped on the leather skirt, he began to feel tingly all over. He paid no attention. After 5 mins she came & sat just next to me. I was still controlling myself. She asked me the normal questions which girls generally ask….do you have any gf’s…..I have done sex with any girl or woman to which I said NO…..She told me her husband is not at all interested in sex & she fulfills her sex desires by fingering herself…..She directly asked me do you want to have sex with me? I was in the seventh heaven….I said I do not have any problems but I do not have a condom to which she said she. These were laid out on the bed. Elin looked curiously at the things on the bed. Her eyes were wide but her smile was wider. She knew what was going to happen and she was ready. She had always lusted after Dylan’s body secretly. Now she was going to have it all to herself. Dylan took the lube and rubbed it around the curved end and bulb of the dildo leaving a thin film. She leaned back and started rubbing the bulb around the top of her pussy. As Dylan did this, Elin watched with rapt attention.