When you get the courage to put everything on, you’ll have an internal drive to serve me, joining my collection of pets. See you soon my slave. Hugs...Madame Trixie” I looked at the note, reading it again and again. Trying to figure out where she thought she owned me, but since I was in my own home, feeling the collar, to myself, “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if slipping these items on, would make me submissive and accepting her as my new Mistress”. But closing the box, I laughed a little, “Yea if it. Lee wasn’t as impressed with the whiny sister, but she tolerated her. Lee was concerned with Darla’s health and asked her, “Darla, if you don’t mind me asking you don’t seem to have recovered from the birth of your daughter?”“No, it is our curse. I believe it is one of the reasons we can’t have children often. It seems to take us forever to get over childbirth. Many Genteli women have a lot of trouble, even having a child. I would love to give Allan another child, but it may be years before I. I put the hat back on and looked at myself in the mirror; I felt foolish and "pretty" at the same time. But my reason for wearing it knocked on the door, and as I opened it her eyes widened. I fumbled a curtsy, then did a slow pirouette. The big white bow sat above my ass like gift wrapping.She stepped into the room and closed the door. Her eyes still wide she reached out and stroked the fabric, sending jolts through my body. She ran her fingers over the sequins and lace, her lids drooping as. . only professional she repeated to herself. She was not one who liked to mix pleasure with business. Even though he seemed to blur the line for her when convenient. Something she had a love/hate relationship with. She enjoyed the attention but at times felt cheap for it knowing she wasn’t a source of affection for him. "Jenny, grab a seat over here." He said as he gestured with his hand to the chair in front of him as he leaned against his massive desk. "You look outstanding today. But.