.. what?... 22 inches?... she surely can't be seriouscan she?... and... and smaller than that?...how much smaller for fuck'ssake?" So... now I wan't y...u to repeat to me an Maria what exactly your newnight wear will consist of from now on," said Karen.Jim could barely bring himself to utter the words and at first his full,pretty lips seemed only able to open and close without any sound. Then...almost a whisper at first then more loudly, again in a now almost naturalfeminine manner, Jim replied,. We loved it!When we had friends over I would ask her to do something. My Master voice would escape from me, and she would immediately comply with a "Yes sir!" Our friends thought it was cute. She and I would exchange knowing glances.We played with spanking and punishments. Soon words would escape her when in front of her family. "I have to get this done otherwise he'll spank me!" she would say.Her mother would laugh with her as I would join in and threaten to beat her while laughing with. She got the material possessions, I got my son and I knew that I would never get a better deal out of life. He was everything I wanted or needed, I was overjoyed to get uncontested custody of him.My sister Sonia was a widow at 28. Her husband had drowned while scuba diving in Florida two years earlier. They’d been married 3 years but they didn’t have any children, they were waiting to ‘get established’. As soon as Brody was born he became the sun in Sonia’s sky, my sister doted on her young. "Piggidigi," he barked "Wine."There was a short pause, and then more rustling that carried on past Yelka's point of patience."Move your arse, beast!" He called in a harsher tone.The instant his sentence was finished, Piggidigi came rushing out with the wine and goblet, her expression completely flat yet when she moved into the moonlight, tiny scratches that made their way down her yellow cheeks became visible.She approached the table with loud footsteps and placed the goblet gently on the.