.." started Will. His tone was all business. Suddenly, Rose knew what was going on. Will kept going on about her innocence. How she never did anythin... to contradict him. How obedient she was, her skill at giving good blowjobs. Etcetera, etcetera. She started to freak out and look around the room. No one she knew. No one at all. She suddenly wished to be at home, in her school, anywhere where she could be safe. She stayed quiet nonetheless. It was already horrible as it was. No need to. In seconds she was back in her old crouching position. He didn't take the dog too long to get back into the spirit of things. King was back to Elaine's exposed cunt again, pushing part of his black muzzle into the slit of her pussy. The blonde ground her teeth together, trying to fight down the heavy, hot feeling that glowed around her throbbing clit. But it was impossible. That last struggle was the final shred of respectability that stayed with her. Though Elaine was to wonder about how she. It was one of those nights and there was a lightning thunderstorm that night every vicious and alarming. It was as if it was a sign of something that was coming. She had not eaten much as she never did during those days and went to her bed in her silk nighty lying in her bed sheet tears flowing down her cheeks like a diamond. Something just told me that I couldnt live her alone that night. So I went and sat beside her in her bed holding her hands while she continued weeping as I saw her at that. She musthave had plenty of practice with the shears. Even so, I couldn'tbelieve how swiftly and effortlessly Hortense chopped off theMistress' long, light brown hair to shoulder length. After puttingaway her shears, Hortense expertly redid the Mistress' remaining hairinto a tight little bun.And then, Agatha slid a pair of horn-rimmed glasses into place on theMistress' face.Between the glasses and having her shorter hair styled in a bun, theMistress looked a lot different than she had before..