"Go get a pillow," I ordered. Shannon left and returned in a moment with a pillow and an anxious look. She still knew better than to ask what was happ...ning.I took her by the arm and led her downstairs. When she saw the new piece of apparatus, she began to tremble and pull away slightly."What's that?" she asked, her voice unsteady. I didn't answer, but took the pillow from her and placed it on the ground between the posts. I pushed her over so that she was standing just behind the pillow, and. “I am stroking my cock now, and I am imagining how you must feel,” said Charles, oblivious to my presence in the doorway.“I feel so amazing,” you continued. “I want to feel that cock inside me.”Then you turned to me, looked me in the eye, and said “Fuck me now. Fuck me, Charles. My wet pussy is yours. You want to fuck me don’t you?”I knew that was intended for me, so I pulled out the sleeper bed from the couch in your study, and lifted you out of the chair to that impromptu bed. I grabbed the. My cock was standing fully to attention and trying to get out of my trousers.It was clear she was about to orgasm. I guessed she was trying to time her orgasm to that of the long haired actor on the video. Her head was back, her eyes closed and her breath was very ragged. Looking at the TV the long haired brunette had started to come, loudly. Sandy had lost the race but after about 20 seconds she climaxed. She made a sort of “mmmmm” noise and there I could see the tummy jumping about as the. " There are a lot of things you could buy." It would be nice to get a dress without having to ask Mistress," I said."I mean, she's happy to buy for me. But I hate to ask." Do you always wear dresses?" Always, sir. Like I told you, my sissificiation is important toMistress. I don't always wear maid's outfits, of course. But when we goto the store, when we go to a restaurant, I always wear dresses andmakeup. It feels a lot more natural than pants, to be honest. Although, Ihave to admit, Mistress.