Lucia was standing over him, one foot on the floor and the other pressing into his throat. Those heels! God, how that spike heel dug into his soft fle...h! With his free hand Boyd clutched at the lace-up boot. He grasped her ankle and tried to push the painful foot away. It was no use. The boot only bit into his throat more painfully than before. Groaning aloud, he looked up to plead for mercy. Lucia's expression filled him with sudden terror. She was demented, her face a mask of sadistic. "Oh you were one super-bitch!" Polly snickered conspiratorially."You know that was all bullshit; that I'm really just a sissy whimp?"Michele looked into Polly's big brown eyes."Yeah I know. And you know what? You're turning me into one as well; Ireally like these clothes and the stockings and the makeup and the wigsand my god I think I've come in me knickers half a dozen times," Pollygiggled."Come on Wren Perkins; let us about our duties," Michele said beingserious again.As they burst out the. She thought of that one. It was just last week. A man who worked in her office had finally convinced her to go out for a drink after work. He wasn't her boss, They didn't even work together, just for the same company. So she gave in, even though at 28 he was older than she was interested in. They went for a drink. Since she was only 19 (and a half!) years old, it had to be a non-alcoholic one. That made her feel like a little k**, out with her dad. She started feeling a little sleazy at that. I had a little accident a couple of weeks ago. Maybe it won't hurt now ifyou put your cock inside me. Why don't you try it. Just do it slowly at first."He just stared at me. I could see he was wondering about that accident, but his erectmanhood had control of his mind. I spread my legs wider and rotated my pelvis, so hecould see my welcoming pussy smiling right up at him, inviting him to fuck me."You are probably going develop into a fine slut. Well, I don't care because right now youare my.