I screamed with thesudden pain and gasped "Yes Mistress your slut understands" suddenlyvery frightened things were going so wrong I stumbled into the ...ack of theircar.. I sat in the back with Mistress Sally [as I must call the cruel pervertedbitch] while Garth drove. ignoring me completely thetwo had a normal conversation. While talking normally about the weather,business and general gossip, Sally produced a pair of scissors and started tocalmly cut away at the sleeved of my beautiful dress.. "Helena waited and when it became clear that he would not give the garment back, put on the wool frock without it. "Will she wear such a thing?"He laughed, "No!" then he kissed her, "but she will cherish it, no doubt. You gave her much pleasure. Few have done that."Helena was able to remain collected through the serving of breakfast and even during the formal goodbye in the courtyard. They had said private word before leaving his chamber and a public display would hardly be fitting for the. Sexually. It was the strangest feeling. I had a stiff erection, but I didn't feel like having intercourse... I looked at A'moth. She was so beautiful, but my mind was filled with her smell. My hands were on her breasts, her beautiful breasts, stroking and massaging her beautiful breasts... They seemed ripe, full, begging to be suckled.The urge to feed became irresistible. I moved my body, lowered my head to her breasts and sniffed her nipples. They're oval, never round, never human, but still. First she tried to slip them under the waistband, but couldn't. Frowning, she took a fistful of the fluff, and put it between the blades of the scissors, and snipped. She set the scissors down and examined the cut. Or where the cut should have been. She snatched the scissors up, and started frantically cutting at random. She later wondered how long she might have gone on that way, if the computer hadn't beeped, signaling the arrival of an e-mail.She dropped into her swivel chair feeling.