I’m gonna start at the ground and work my way up, much as my eyes did as they were drawn magnetically to her incredibly lush form. She wore a pair o... strappy high-heeled sandals, with light-colored straps running over her painted toes with another slim strap around her ankles, sufficient to hold the sexy pair of shoes in place. Being around five and half feet tall, I could see that although she didn’t need the extra height by any means, those delicate sandals had what looked like a nice slim 4”. How could he ever go out now because everyone wouldsee his collar and his sissy name? When he was freed and alone in hiscot that night he tried to see if there was any way the collar could beremoved. He soon found it couldn't and he was more agitated than ever,so much so that Mistress Jennifer heard him on the baby monitor and camein to see him angry and sitting up about to cry.She put him in another collar and leash and took him into her room, andput him into her bed. "Face the edge of the. The plate weighed half as much as she did, no sword or knife or dart could possibly hope to penetrate it. Whilst she wore it, Imura was invincible, and her army would march over the whole of Japan, bending it to her gluttonous will.*****Lady Imura purred, feeling a shift within her great belly. Her lunch had been barely an hour ago, the immense mass of food she had consumed squeezed down inside her, compacted by Herculean abdominal muscles that kept the core of her vast gut at constant. I hit the send button on my phone and his began to ring."Hey sweet cheeks," Mark answered."Um hi Mark, look there's something I need to tell you," I said."Oh Christ, you're not pregnant are you?" No, no of course not," I replied. "Look, I can't see you any more, I'm sorry." What are you talking about?" Mark asked."I just cant, OK, it's getting too complicated and I don't need this right now with college starting next month. I have to concentrate on my studies plus I'll be moving away anyway, so.