"And what would those be?" Rule number one is, I don't have to do anything I don't want to do."Jackson fiddled with her thin glasses and looked down a... a tablet on herdesk. "Correct. How about the second rule?" Not to bug you when you're not in your office." Very good. Third rule?"Tyler considered this for a moment. "We never got that far. Amber didmention something about being classy, though. High-class. That's not why Icame in here, though. I want to..."Suddenly, Jackson brought her hand up. It began to glow."Oh wow, it hasn't done that before." He waved it, and as he did, sparkleswafted from it. Slowly, the decor in my room changed. Pink sheets, differentitems on the shelves, dresses in the open cupboard. It was now a girl's room."I think I know what the wand is for, Paul. Are you ready?"I nodded.He touched the wand to me head, and hair fell down around my shoulders.He touched it to my face, and I could feel change.He touched it to my neck, and I gasped, "Oh" - my voice was. "It's you decision; Sandra's the name, isn't it? Oh yes, its right here in your file." Yes sir, my name is Sandra." She was absolutely spellbound, his eyes, that barbaric yet enticing implement in his hands, dropping her panties in front of a stranger, the idea of submitting willingly to pain "Must it really be... bare bottom,... sir?" It was your apparition remember, not mine. The strap delivers only pain; exposing your naked rear end contributes submissive humiliation, which when the latter. Ben started kissing her ear again, feeling her bare breasts against his chest and she sagged against the cool wall. The hair around his nipples tickled her slightly, and she sighed. Ben moved down her neck, keeping his chest against her and enjoying the slightly sticky feeling of their bodies rubbing together. ‘I want you,’ he whispered. ‘Yes,’ she said and rested her hands on his shoulders. He let her push him further down, down to her breasts. Her nipples were thick and blunt, and two or.