Even if it is buried in your subconscious, you can relate it to me. This and all such changes are always done in private.You enjoy being owned, being ... kitten. You enjoy sex with me and with anyone else, male or female, I order you to be with. You take pride in your body and your sexual skills.You will continue to enjoy your humiliation at being made to perform wild sexual acts. You will remember this enjoyment, this humiliation. Each time you are humiliated makes you want it more. However, it. There was no preamble, no dancing this time. Sally pulled Caryn in close and just looked at her face for what felt like forever. Myn finally realized something Sally had mentioned; about how much she and Caryn resembled each other. She never really saw it until she saw Caryn in Sally's arms. Sally didn't always notice, but their first night together, they had hugged and Myn caught sight of the two of them in a large mirror. She treasured that memory and to see it nearly re-enacted in front of. Caressing her fishnet stocking legs up and down. They emphasize her beautiful legs even more.I begin to say, "Yes, they are beautiful and make you look sexier," She replies with, "I know you liked my fishnets the last time I wore them."Running her hands up and down her legs teases me with her new fishnets. Liz puts on a pair of leather high boots. She takes her time putting them on and zipping them up. They go up to her knees.Liz reaches into the bag and pulls out an eight-inch black rubber. As we kissed, she slowly allowed her arms to relax. Her bra quicly joined the dress on the blanket at her feet. I stepped back, held my hands out, and cupped a breast in each hand. As I gently kneaded her breasts, I looked into her eyes, I said, “Kay, you have a wonderful set of tits. I love how they feel in my hands. They're so soft yet firm.” She smiled broadly and cooed but said nothing. I then said, “Kay, kick your shoes off and come join me on the blanket.” When she kicked.