"It's beautiful" one of them said. "You are VERY lucky."I held the weighted chromed metal end in one hand while I gently stroked the very soft and bea...tiful fur end with my other end."I'm afraid that I'm not sure what it is?" I said with a still puzzled tone.The three women giggled and exchanged glances and some words in a language that I did not understand. Finally, one of them cleared her throat."It's a butt-plug" she said. "But not just any butt-plug. The tail signifies that you are now. Our Conscience. Over there." Ego-Mommy looked over to see another replica of herself in a long white dress with high collar, a picture of innocence, as she lay unconscious with a silly little grin on her face. "She passed out after the first orgasm, the hypocritical little slut." What can I do?" wailed Ego Mommy."Do what you WANT to do, Sweetie! Having this gorgeous boy eat your pussy makes you as horny as a herd of reindeer. You want a big, thick, all-male cock plugged into that hungry pussy. We hit it off and before long we had arranged a meeting at my house. The first night we sat at the table, drank a couple of beers to loosen up, and got to know each other better. She was dressed as I had instructed her: in a short skirt with a thong underneath, a tight black top with lots of cleavage (she's a large C, almost D cup), and heels. I love telling a submissive what to wear for me; it shows that she's devoted to pleasing me and I love being able to see her in exactly what turns me on.. Lori was a student at the local university who had convinced him that her major in English literature made her an ideal candidate for a part-time position as a sales clerk. Jonathan suspected that the sight of Lori's abundant cleavage rather than her knowledge of literature had played more of a role in his hiring of her. He now paid a daily penance for letting his hormones dictate his business decisions."Lori," he called. "Professor Martin has a purchase."Lori looked up from her careful nail.