” She replied full of energy.I felt somewhat proud of myself. Which she saw, and went on to say. “But you're not done yet. Let's get you out of th...t thing.” She removed the key from her ear ring and undid my cage. I sighed with relief as I finally slip it off.“Stand in front of the bed.” I did as I was told.„D'you want me to wear the pants for you again?“ I nodded. She knew exactly that the vinyl pants triggered my fetish the most. Plus she simply looked amazing in them. Praise today's. She drives the latest model Mercedes, and we have a part time maid. Karen does some work, part-time. She spends about four hours two days a week at the Museum of Modern Art. I don’t know what she does, but she seems to enjoy it. Karen went to a good school, Georgetown, but her liberal arts degree didn’t prepare her for a high paying professional job and I’m glad of it. A higher paid position would have her being away from home (and me) so I’m just happy with the status quo.I was dressed with my. " I lifted them again. I felt the head of the dildo at my back door. "Relax, baby. This will only sting for a second." And with that, she gave a good push, and it popped in. It did hurt, and I winced. "Relax. Breathe. Just let your body get used to it." I tried to think about anything besides the fact that a dildo was going up my ass. In a few moments, it did stop smarting. All that was left was a pleasant feeling of fullness. "Are you ready for more?" I nodded, and she slid more in. It felt. He seems like such a great guy!” Daisy reassured me.“That he is. Take it to the bank, girls. There’s a reason that I’m so in love with both men. They both deserve my passion and then some!” Angelica confirmed, not getting any dissent from me.Whatever else one said about Shawn Mulligan, the man adored Angelica, just as I did. He was strong, a bit more silent than me, caring, and loyal in his own way. He also knew how to control his jealousy enough to love Angelica how she needed to be love, not.