I had to put on what she gave me which was Black Nylon Stockings, Red String Tanga, 10inch High Heels High Heels, really tight and short Mini Skirt, t...ght Top, Bra stuffed, and a Wig, and Make Up. When we were finished I had to present myself, walking, talking, and acting like a little Sissy girl until he decided that I looked now like a Slut, I would now be Slave 1 little lesbian Slut. So as we went out, I had to be her girlfriend. I would love that. He then drove us to a Park Area, there. “What are you thinking James?” She would insist on calling me James, even though, I was generally known as Jim. She had said that it was what my mother named me, so, therefore, it was what she should call me.“Oh, just reflecting on our journey.” Although we had not been in any hurry, it had still been an arduous three months.Nandi had never ridden a horse before, never fired a rifle even. Nor had she been far from her own people.After we had left our cave (see My Wild African Princess), we. ‘You’re my little bitch!’ She moaned. ‘Fuck my pussy, bitch! Fuck it!’ And I did, harder and harder. I felt it building. I knew she was using her abdominals to control the coming orgasm, and I felt the walls of her pussy closing in around my fingers. On the ebb of the contraction I slid two other fingers into her, which set her off…the muscles clamped down and sent a wave through her. The clenching pinched my fingers so hard I had to withdraw, but the next wave shot her cum all over my face.. " Annie said, and turned to look at Clare, who looked a bit concerned. "Well. Think about it. You can always loose yourself into being a girl that you could never be. That's not something everyone can say." Annie told her.After breakfast, Clare went for a walk in the woods behind the cabin. She wanted to see the scenery, and Annie had told her to go on without her. It wasn't like what she was expecting. It seemed so remote, which surprised Clare, being a small town and all, but it also had a.