"For several minutes Mary looked at texts and pics. Mary turned to Brianna and said, "Thank you Brianna. You are right." Then to Steve she said, "If y...u what to be a panty slave, fine. You are now mine." Adding, "And Brianna's." What?" Yes Steve. Oh, sorry. Little Stevie. I think Brianna should move in with us. What do you think Little Stevie?"Steve was shocked but just nodded. "Now strip Slave Stevie. Beverly called. Let us see your cage."Steve stood up and took off his clothes. Soon he was. “I’ll drive. Nothing we want is within walking distance of here.”I tried to think of what was around. Well, there were more costume shops per capita on Capitol Hill than anyplace except Reno, but aside from a few vintage clothing stores there isn’t much in the way of actual clothing—at least not if you’re over twenty. Granted, if you wanted to dress like a vampire or a zombie, this was the place to come, but neither of those would go over well at a finance company.Fifteen minutes later we. No one has ever touched me there. But I did not know it was wrong.When I do not object he reaches under my night gown and takes my underwear off. He continues to pull his finger out then push it back in and I am not sure what was happening, but it doesn’t hurt, it actually feels pretty good. He does this over and over again, faster and faster. As he does this his other hand is under my nightgown rubbing my chest, where one day I will have breasts; but at this point I have nothing but two pink. You begin jerking around more and more....my tongue playing, licking and sucking I slowly slide a finger deep inside of you. You moan louder, I continue playing with you magic spot while sliding my fingers back and forth...starting so slow...then slowly going faster and faster. You are moaning and even screaming a bit now....my tongue playing more and more....my fingers going faster and deeper you yell...OH GOD, I know you are about to explode and pull you in closer then ever...burying my face.