My god, what was I getting myself into?Jim pressed on my back, forcing me to lie forward and tied my right wrist to the cloth tether affixed to the le... of the coffee table. I pulled on it to ensure that I was firmly restrained. I was.Jim repeated the exercise on my left wrist. He then produced the blindfold and placed it securely across my eyes. I was fully restrained and sightless. I was completely vulnerable. I heard him step behind me, and I felt his hand trace up between my thighs, his. "So that's the real reason for the micro-dress and heels, flirting…... or more?" I asked. "I just can't resist turning them on," she said, "besides it gets me so hot to see the bulge in their pants." "We've discussed this before," I said, "you know that it is 20 whacks on your bare bottom for flirting when I'm not around." "Ohhhh noooo, come on I was just having fun, wasn't like I was sucking his dick or anything, pleasssssse, nnnnoooo," she whined. I sat down on. As he reached for the hem of her tank top, she undid his belt and then started on his fly. Soon enough she was in her lace dark blue bra and matching panties, and he was in his navy boxers. Scarlet rubbed his cock through the fabric, Mr. Wilson rubbing her tits. He skillfully removed her bra and admired her perfect breasts. She eyed him with a coy look and got onto her knees.Scarlet pulled down his boxers and his big, hard cock sprang towards her. She licked from the bottom of the underside of. His baby status was all round the house from piles of nappies in the airing cupboard, nappies and pants on the washing line and baby things in every room. His changing bag was a bright Barbie Pink very sissy bag that he kept some spare disposables, nappy cream, powder and of course Johnsons or Pampers wipes. Mummy and Jane had a bigger bag that had the same but also a spare cloth nappy, plastic pants, pink frilly satin taffeta panties and bottle or feeding cup and Trudy his doll.Mummy called.