I screamed in pain and told him to stop. He stopped trying to go farther in me and just sat there for a minute until i was relaxed enought for him to...go further. It hurt tremendously as he progressed getting his dick inside me untill we both hurd and felt a "POP". He must have "popped my cherry" because right after it happend, his dick slid right inside. He then started pulling out so he could start his rythem. I told him to go very slow because i didnt think i could stand his big cock in. But don't worry. It will fit."That wasn't really my worry. My worry was more that it would fit andthat I would have to wear it. What would my friends say if they saw medressed as a French Maid?I knew somehow that the dress would fit.I was not surprised on going back into the bedroom to find that insteadof the socks and boxer shorts I would usually find on my chair (havingmyself laid the same there last night to wear this morning) there wasinstead a black bra and panties set I had bought,. " Well mistress has asked me to take that function over. Says that though she's never had to chastise you, the day could come when you'd need discipline, and she's too fond of you to administer it." Discipline?" I croaked."Oh nothing much ? a spanking would probably be all that would be required. That's fair, don't you think?"Stunned, I could only stare at this huge woman. I was to report to HER! A servant!"Oh yes. Very fair!" I stammered."Wonderful!" she enthused. "Now, go over my knee," she. "You know how we have fantasized about goth scenes, and vampire sex, and all?" Maggie nodded. "Well, it's not just a fantasy for me." Maggie gasped as Jemma's lips kissed down her cheek and jaw and her tongue licked teasingly along Maggie's neck."What do you mean, Jemma my love?"Jemma reached out and triggered the remote that controlled the lighting in the room and suddenly the warm gold light was replaced with the cool moonlight streaming through the windows. Jemma raised up slightly and.