God, you were beautiful that night." Brian, I don't know what to say..." She sputtered. "I - I - I never meant..." She heaved a sigh. "I never meant t... hurt you."He jerked back as if struck. "Hurt me?" He grinned and blew out a choking laugh. "Steph, honey, you didn't hurt me!" He reached for her face, stroked her lovely flawless cheek. "It was wonderful! So exciting, so, I don't know, sexy," he finished. "I don't understand," she said, her face scrunched quizzically. "You knew? And you didn't. Michelle looked Randi up and down, taking note of the transvestite's longlean legs and well shaped ass. "Well look at you. You've got quite thefigure." "You too." "Shut up. Go upstairs in my shower and shave. Everything. Nothing butthe hair on your head."Well, Randi thought, my legs are already shaved so nothing else isvisible day-to-day... might as well. She went upstairs and did asMichelle said. Randi came out to the bedroom to find a black sports bra,a pair of black thong panties,. She came. On Monday, she woke up without remembering a thing, just as she had been ordered to. She went to work and told people she had been sick, and was still feeling a bit flat but no longer sick. When she got home, she felt tired. She entered trance easily, like a good girl. She undressed, got onto her bed, then went back to the stage and the ropes, the men and the toys. This time, there were women as well. Women with long fingers in her pussy, long tongues lapping at her clit, and long. A pair of steel cuffs were passed across. Lionel, took them and cuffed his own wrists behind his back. “Good. That is how you should be in the presence of your Mistress. Silent and restrained. Now on your knees.”A grunt of agreement, coupled with a slow nod came from the helpless man in front of them as he obeyed June’s order, scrambling to his knees with enthusiasmAllison felt that the scene evolving before her was all very strange. She’d been uncertain about how she would feel about Lionel’s.