Just then Monica walked in and the Mistress told her to touch up mytoenails with some royal purple high gloss polish. Francine was goingto help me cha...ge out of my maids uniform and to change into thispurple and white outfit. But first the corset had to be laced up. Thecorset definitely had a different style waist line, and the Mistressand Francine were struggling to get it to close. After they closed itand zipped it up, it was locked with a small padlock. I couldn'tbelieve how tight it. Roberta was a very big and incredibly strong girl and the King felt she should be chastised by someone as near her own prodigious size and strength as could be found!Felicity and she had had that promised trial of strength a week ago, before the entire Inner Golden Guard, as soon as Roberta had completely healed after the last whipping. Roberta had won easily. Felicity had crumpled. Now she was having her revenge for that humiliation!"TWENTY SIX"OUCH! FUCK! FUCK!! FUCK!!!This was Roberta's. Your hands are warm as they slide my dress from my shoulders and let it fall in a pile on the floor. With deliberate slowness you run your hands over my back and over the smooth skin of my ass. Sliding you fingers under the waistband of my panties, you inch them down until they too lie discarded on the floor. Standing naked in front of you, with your calm, appraising stare, I am suddenly very self-conscious. I can feel my cheek blush hot and raise my hands to cover myself from your gaze. You. I pull the shorts up and realize how high they'llgo now the put on her shirt, why'd it have to be a bit to small then Irealize this is a shirt she wears often, it's not tight on her it fitsher.. Just.. Right, I quickly realize her clothes fitting around me justright is going to redefine "fit". I walk to the bathroom dread in thepit of my stomach, my thighs rub in a weird way and I hit the doorwaywith my wide hips I use to love so much, rub my hip with a pout and lookup, my heart flutters as I.