"Stand still girl." She lubed me up and without further adopushed a butt plug deep into my rectum. Mommy slapped my butt."There we go, now you should ...ave that certain wiggle in yourwalk which I like so much on you." Then she laid out my clothesfor the day. "Honey, I had a dream last night and I think weshould go through with it. So get dressed up in these clothesand then you go downstairs and prepare breakfast." I picked upthe white lace corset and put it on. Mommy Adriana pulled thestrings. ’ His gaze returned to his plate. ‘Private clients are always very specific.’ ‘Involved with Driscolls?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘That’s how you met Darren?’ ‘Sort of. His family used to have a private investigator. He used to be in the force, but quit and went fully private. Apparently the Sörensen family case is what made him quit.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Police let it go cold. There was just nothing to go on.’ ‘What was the case?’ ‘Just finding out who the murderers were. Jackson was determined, though. Never gave up on. They set up a day and time to meet so they could “hang out” and “catch up”. Casey’s head was stirring with ideas.Getting prepared was the easy part. Casey’s full D cup breasts and curvy build were only a sampling of her best assets. She had short wavy hair that framed her cute face and her sultry hazel eyes were striking even without makeup.She slipped into a plain black t-shirt bra, her favorite pair of Victoria’s Secret boy-cut panties and her most comfy boyfriend jeans. She topped it all off. It's okay to like it, Missy. I WANT you to!”She looked up at him, her eyes a little sad as she smiled, and he let her pull her face away a little, letting her stop. “I DO like it, Andy, and I'm not supposed to. Playing the Slave game DOES make it easier, somehow. I can pretend that I'm not really a... a slut.” She whispered that last, afraid to speak it aloud, because that would make it real. “Tell me to do things in your Master voice, and I'll do them.”“Keep sucking it, Slave,” he said firmly,.