I pulled myarms out the sleeves, then stepped out of the dress and then thepetticoat. Looking at the mirror across the room I saw myself standingthere...in a pink satin and lace camisole, pink and white rumba panties,tights and the Mary Jane shoes.The bonnet and the camisole were taken off and the pacifier was put backinto my mouth and re-secured. I was then pushed back onto the bed and myfeet were lifted into the air and my shoes were taken off followed bythe rumba panties, then my tights, the. The major drawback, and I shall not believe you if you say you haven’t done this, is that you naturally put the cap back on. So when you go to pour a second glass you invariably forget to remove it. And you look a right arse.I handed a glass to Kate, gazing into her eyes as she took it.“To you, pretty lady,” I raised my glass and then sipped.“Thank you, kind sir. But are you trying to get me drunk so that you can have your wicked way with me?”“Certainly not! Just a little libation to set the. As it was, I was completely under her spell. I thought about her day andnight. I was powerless to resist any request she made of me. And everytime she did something in public that made me seem like her sissy son, itjust strengthened that hold on me.Did I enjoy being embarrassed? Well, not in the traditional sense ofpleasure, like eating an ice cream sundae. But the embarrassment alwaysseemed to reinforce the submissiveness I felt towards her. And thatsubmissiveness had an erotic quality. He had finally reached the city after one extremely long week of packing and two straight days of driving. He’d been longing to live there for years after a family vacation in high school had introduced him to the nearby mountains. Now he had accomplished that goal and had even scored an apartment with a perfect mountain view. Grabbing his jacket, he locked up and set out to explore the neighborhood. Though he was exhausted, sore, and hungry, he smiled. He was actually here. His apartment was.