Why would I let him go?’ She asked in a sultry, lustful tone. ‘Stop playing games’ he said as she walked around the bed. He got a better look a... her. She had knee high black boots on and he couldn’t work out the tail. It didn’t look like it was part of the costume. There were zips over her breasts and a mask covering her eyes and hair. His eyes went down her again. The suit followed her curves perfectly over her breasts, over her hips and thighs and the only skin other than her lower face he. The heat in her pussy and asshad not yet dissipated. The exaggerated sway of her hips was causing hershort skirt to flare wildly, giving those same horrid boys a tasty viewof her new lingerie.As horribly humiliating as parading in public clad in his new medicaluniform had been, the sissy dress his two tormentors had selected forSimon to wear to the club was even more so. Not only was it even morerevealing but it was clearly designed to show employees and patrons alikewhat a submissive sissy. I managed to get a third finger into her and feel her cervix, a favorite sport for me to rub. Since I was able to talk, I was describing this in some pretty vivid detail. She was moaning. I am not exactly sure when it happened, but she came on my fingers and tongue. And that wasn’t all. She was willing to trade – I took my fingers away (saving them for something else) and substituted my cock. We settled into a rhythm, with her asking for faster, faster until we got it right. She asked that I. One week, starting now."??????????? "I..."??????????? Heused his hand to slap her ass this time.??????????? "Donot interrupt me, piggy. We are going to try this out. I will test you, bitch,I will test you hard. You will obey everything you are told to do. You will goto your job as normal, but every minute outside of that you are my possession.Is that understood?"??????????? "Yes,Sir."??????????? "Atthe end of one week, we will have a talk. We can discuss if it's working. IfI'm not satisfied, or.