“Alison and Lily will love their rewards.”“My reward, Mistress?” Lily frowned. “I thought you were fucking my mother.”I grinned at her as ...ianca cinched the harness tight. “You will receive your reward, Lily.” I smacked the dildo into Bianca's face. “And you, whore, on your hands and knees like the cheating bitch you are.”Bianca whimpered, clearly wanting to cry but unable—whores don't cry. She turned around, going down onto her hands and knees, her perfect ass wiggling at me. A faint tan line. Her school uniform, the same knee length plaid dress, white cotton button down shirt, and knee socks I had to wear just added to the image of innocence I found hard to resist.I knew I had to let her be the one to make the first move, give me signs that what I wanted to do was what she wanted too. It was all part of the entrapment. Thinking back, I probably should have been worried about these thoughts and the use of words I hadn’t really known before, vulgar or otherwise, but it seems so. "Wonder Girl wears boots. Why can't I wear boots?" We'll talk about it when we get back to earth," he said, and clicked off the light. From that point on, it seemed that Wonder Girl never stopped making fun of me. She was probably making fun of me before, but I never noticed because I thought she thought I was a girl. She had this way of saying BatGIRL, always putting the GIRL part in quotes. Never letting me forget that she knew I'm just a boy who wears dresses."Better be careful there,. The latch on the window had refused to yield to her efforts to unfasten it.Prisoner. She was a prisoner in a hotel room, ten floors off the ground, sentenced to die a slow death by melting.The exertion of yanking at the stubborn window unleashed a lone bead of sweat from the rear of her jaw. A bead that trickled down her neck, collecting with several more, that were forming in the hollow at her throat. Once more, she gave up."Fuck," she muttered under her breath, resting her forehead on the.