He was glad that their friendship seemed to be back to normal….even though he’d almost fucked it up with the comments he’d made to his colleague...and friend John. He’d dodged a bullet and thanked his lucky stars she hadn’t overheard his juvenile comments. It had taken a few months, but things seemed to be on track again. She continued to email him, and send him funny gifts and notes. She had also become bold in her teasing. He could tell she loved to make him blush…. He was brought out of his. It is one thing to ask for help from someone and it is another thing to waste time in idle gossip. In the future keep you chatting to your breaks and your lunchtime. Do you understand me?”Samantha assured me that she understood me perfectly. She was remorseful from the very beginning of our conversation. In a way she was too remorseful and that made me wonder if she was taking what I was saying seriously. What got me worried was her body language. Samantha didn’t say anything disrespectful but. She was puzzled by my words. She thought for a while and then looked up at me with a sly smile. I knew that she agreed to it and was ready to be my slave. I told her that she will have to abide by the following rules:-No clothes when I am around her.She will wake me up with a blowjob every morning.She will follow whatever I say without any objection.She nodded her head in agreement. I went near her and slapped her on the cheeks. She had tears in her eyes. I told her to remove her clothes. She. "I like that. Olivia."Oliver stared at him. "You'll get a girl's name, too," he seethed. "Justwait." We do need to talk about that, sweetie," Bella said. "I was thinking ofkeeping it simple. Dana? Do you feel like a Dana?" Um, sure." Might I make a suggestion, ma'am," Henry the salesclerk said."Of course you may."The women turned to him."Do you want the best in sissy-wear? The absolute best. We have a blackmaid's dress that is to die for. All the little girlie-boys love them.Might I fetch one.