I don't know how to incorporate images and such into the mix let alone have a program for someone speaking the words. You love femininityYou adore fem...ninityWhen you see femininity it turns you onYou want to be feminineYou have strong desires to be feminineYou are feminineSay I want to be feminineYOU ARE A SUBMISSIVE SISSY SLUTYou love lingerieYou adore lingerieWhen you see lingerie it turns you onYou want to wear lingerieYou have strong desires to wear lingerieYou will wear lingerieSay I want. ”“Hmph, he can be as rough with me as he likes as long as he takes me to the palace.”As the royal retinue was about to pass the workers, a muffled female voice sudden rang out from inside the carriage.“HALT!”The procession stopped, the jet-black horses neighing and shaking their heads as they were brought to a sudden halt. The younger girls started whispering excitedly.“Why do you think they’ve stopped?”“D’ya think he’s taken a fancy to one of us?”Karen was much less enthusiastic about such a. ”So I did. Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes going by. And then I picked up my easel and my paint box and joined her at the spring.“Don’t laugh,” she told me shyly, as if I would. She was sitting on the swing, slowly swaying forwards and back, dressed in pink and white lace. Stocking and a garter. Panties and a corsette? Corselette? Whatever you called them. It was laced up the front and it had the effect of making her tits look bigger. She had always tied pink ribbons in her hair and was wearing a. Anne gave me a little push, and the sound of my high heels clattering across the marble foyer warned me that me feet were starting to hurt.By the time we had walked a couple of blocks on the concrete sidewalk, they were killing me. Donna pointed out a little restaurant and asked me if it looked okay. "Anyplace is fine, I've got to get off my feet," I whispered."Poor baby. Just be glad we're breaking them in today," she said as we went inside. The hostess led us to a quiet table, and after.