The other new man turned and looked at her, smiling as she saw motherand me. "Oh my isn't he a cute little girl." She said as I looked at thesniffling...boy. I saw how strange he was walking. The hairs on the backof my neck were standing on end as I looked at him.Mother's hand started to caress his butt. The curves moved inside herhand. I could see it stung because of the spanking he'd just received. Ifelt a hand start massaging my ass. It played around with my shortpanties as she went under the. Wo bhi mere peeche peeche aa gayi or boli, “Andar aake hi peelo, main khuch nahi bolungi ab I went inside. Usne fir mujhse bola ek cigy dene ke liye par maine mana kar diya. Par uspe to nasha sawar tha. Wo uth ke aayi ot meri ciggy mujhse cheen-ne lagi. Main ciggy us se door kar raha tha or wo mere upar chad ke mujhe ciggy cheen rahai thi.Isi Hatha Pai me, maine use dhakka diya or wo peeche farsh pe ludakh gayi. Uski dono taang upar uthi or uske Mini Skirt ke bheetar se uski Black Penty jhankne. He relaxed, and his thoughtsbegan to drift.The air-conditioned darkness eventually proved to be too tempting, andhe dozed off.************"Cindy . . .Wake up, doll."He lifted his eyelids halfway. Montrose was gently shaking him."Come on, girl. Time to wake up." He woke up. "Did you have a nicenap?"Jimmy started to answer, remembered it would come out in his new highvoice, and nodded."Good," Montrose said. "I'm going to sit you up now."He worked the controls on the hospital bed, moving Jimmy up. She knew who and what she was and so did all her slaves that came to see, where they would worship her before receiving their particular need. She was Mistress Stella, the Mistress of Ivy Towers and she commanded respect. She untied the black string bow around her neck, and placing her long auburn hair in a pony tail she used the cord to tie it neat.The Mistress took one more look at his body before she picked the parachute off the table and walked over to his rear. She squatted down and.