Her mind swam in a pool of deep desire to please this man as he continued to torment her sexually in a way her own master had never been able to accom...lish. In a space of what seemed hours to Marla had been only a few minutes since Lord Krinn had entered their home and he was playing her body like he was conducting a symphony, bringing her quickly to a crescendo. “There’s a panic room, Master.” She stuttered as her body rocked in another powerful orgasm and she was rewarded with another of his. I had regretted these missed opportunities to experiment ever since then and had promised myself that, if another chance ever came up, I would not be so timid.Yet here I was again: not grabbing the bull by the horns, as it were. So I steeled myself and told Mark that I really did want to meet up and live out some of the things we had talked about that made us both so excited. I think Mark was in a similar frame of mind and had been waiting for me to decide for him. He replied that he was into. In her mind she could now see herself in the position of the woman in the story, on her knees with a stranger's cock in her mouth. Suddenly she stopped. With a surprised look on her face she brought her fingers up to her face and studied the slick, shining juices coating them. Where on earth did that come from? When did her mind start using such language? Pussy? Cock? Horny bitch? What on earth was going on? And why did her fingers look so tasty?As she brought her fingers to her mouth to taste. ...and that's when he noticed that he was wearing something he neverthought he would ever see himself wear. Stockings, elbow-length gloves,garters, a corset, and a bra.The gloves, the corset, the garters, and the bra had a matching greenlace design. The stockings...which were attached at the edges to thegarter...gave his legs a dark brown sheen.His hair felt strange, too.His first instinct was to head for the bathroom and find a mirror tolook at himself with. As he walked, his mind also felt.