It seemed that Mistress never took her eyes off my cock and balls. this only made me feel like a piece of fuck meat, and it only turned me on and kept...my cock hard.as Mistress's strikes grew in velocity, so did my moans and whimpering. Mistress seemed unfazed by it.Mistress paused, and looked me in the eyes."I'm going to punch you in the balls bitch."there was little time between the words and the strike. Mistress punched me in the balls. i'm not going to pretend that Mistress gave me a full. After moving my jaw around a bit I finally look at the two ofthem and ask, "Why?"Amy says, "I found the stories you've been reading on your web browserabout being forced to be dressed like a little girl and decided to makeit come true."I asked how she did this to me and I was explained how during myhypnotherapy Sarah started putting suggestions into my head, and thenthis morning they put it all into play."You were put into a deep trance, dressed up, then taken to the partywhere you were awoken.. She clenched her jaw and squelched her irritation. However, reminding herself why she couldn't comment caused such emptiness in her heart that she froze mid stride for several painful seconds.Steve's expression, almost daring her to say something about the laptop, made her glad she hadn't worn anything sexier. This wasn't going to be easy. Steve was right at the edge of his side of their king sized bed, leaving her no place to sit. She briefly considered crawling up on her side, but decided. Then she brushed out her lustrous dark brown hair and touched up her sparkling hazel eyes and full, kissable lips. All that was left was to make sure the drinks were ready for their inaugural celebration.“I hope he’s wearing his necklace,” Arielle thought to herself. She was crazy about Bo, often spending hours fantasizing about his incredible ass and his deep, penetrating hazel eyes. She laughed to herself. “This is one ride he’s never going to forget!”It wasn’t too long before Bo pulled the.