“Yes, you are my slave for the next week, and don’t you forget it. By the looks of your nipples, I think you like this. I think you want to be my ...laything,” Yvonne replied as she casually rubbed the front of her thong as Sarah stared. “Now drop that dress and let me see if your panties match that sexy bra of yours,” Yvonne cooed. Sarah’s dress fell. She could feel Yvonne’s eyes checking out her body. She felt exposed and vulnerable. Why was she looking at porn in her office? Why didn't she. .he exhaled, mind control. That’s what it’s all about. You don’t go around pissing your pants, do you? That’s ’cause your brain can voluntarily shut your sphincters. Those yogi freaks in India can put their hands at two different temperatures or change their heartbeat rate at will. I can do the same with my buddy here."Bending over, he accurately spit on the head that stubbornly swung around like a sinewy boxer that refused to collapse after a fabulous battering. He hit the moving target with. I immediately slide the weird fluffy panties up my legs and it lookslike I am wearing a diaper almost, they bulge out everywhere.The panties are a perfect fit and they have elastic around each of theleg holes and around the waistband. If I was to pee right now no onewould even notice because there is nowhere for the pee to leak out. Ohwait they're not plastic, so I guess it would just leak right throughthem. Except for them not being plastic, they look just like reallyfancy plastic panties that. Paige got a wicked smile, ‘Then you’ll be pretending I’m her while we do it tonight.’ ‘You have issues. Serious issues.’ I let her know. ‘Yes I do.’ she started to giggle. ‘Do you want me to borrow some of her clothes?’ ‘Borrow some of your dads stuff while you’re at it, so I can pretend I’m him doing her.’ Paige was laughing. ‘That’s so wrong.’ ‘Paige, is there a reason why you are so crazy jealous all the time?’ ‘Did Lauren tell you something?’ ‘No.’ There was definitely something lying under.