I could not change it if I wanted to. I am truly a sissy, slave to my mistress and at her disposal. Most nights, I sleep downstairs, locked in a cage ...nder the stairs. It is barely big enough for me to fit in but it is my home. In the mornings, my mistress comes down and unlocks it to let me out. As soon as I am free, I put on my plastic apron and shower cap. She always needs to go to the toilet first thing in the morning and I have to sit underneath her special chair. It is like a commode but. There were three cop cars, a fire truck and two ambulances in front of my house. The car was barely stopped before I was out and halfway to the front door. Three policemen tried to stop me but I had charged my body without even thinking about it as I left the car. I ran though them knocking them flat.When I got inside, what I saw made me sick.Someone had used rail spikes to nail my mom to the living room wall. My sisters had been tied up on the couch. The house had been doused with gasoline and. I let my fingers move ahead of my lips, and my fingertips found the hem of her panties.. I glanced up, and saw the leopard print.. I smiled and met her eyes again. She knew how I felt about animal prints. She smiled back.. like she had planned this. I traced the outer hem of her panties.. then slowly slipped a finger underneath them, along the very moist lips of her sex. Her breath caught rapidly.. and I kissed up the other thigh even higher.. as my finger traced along her sex to find her clit.. We'll ask him when he's up and about. Now you shoo! We have things to do." She fluttered her hands and the boy scampered off."I think someone has a serious case of hero worship," Nesho teased as she applied another layer of ointment to Dent's wounds. Dent just grunted, the salve soothed the burning of the cuts and the willowbark tea helped dull the ache of his muscles. A few minutes later he was almost dozing when Nesho prodded him up and Sosho handed him a half loaf of bread sliced sideways.