”I frown at Bernie and answer, “Bernie that’s going to mess up Jens’ good girl image. We need to forget about the maternity clothes for right ...ow and check in on Jen.” I change the GPS coordinates and we begin heading toward Jens.Bernie complains, “Damn, you can’t get anywhere in this city in a reasonable amount of time, the traffic is terrible.” He’s correct, we’re not making very good progress...Present – Jens and the crew – ‘Ben’s’ truckWe haul rear to the parking lot where I saw Ben’s truck. I just shook my head and let him. It had been hours since we were last able to do anything, after all, and I think both of us were in need right now. “Did you bring any of your girls’ clothes with you?” he asked as he continuously squeezed my cheek. I nodded. “Of course. And I think your dad is actually starting to except it when I put on some of my more feminine stuff.” Brad sputtered a little at that. “Yeah, I’ve actually seen him checking you out a few times in the last week or so. In. 5 inches), solid metal with an O-ring at the front. And Dave could see the barcodes on it in several places. Anyone with a barcode reader app could point it at him and be directed to Dave's punishment website page, where all his pictures, bio, his bondage punishment sentence information, poll, webcam display, and tracking map were visible.Finally, Dave locked on the anklets, which were also snug, but not uncomfortable. Then Dave slipped into one of the "sissy" thongs, which was extremely tight,. "I don't know, I had some other plans." I took my arm off from around her body. She went to stand between the elevators, with her back to the wall and spread her legs a little more than considered decent. "Please! It'd be so good to have you between us and learn new things under you." Now she was being obvious with her hands on her thighs, bringing into focus her pussy that was so tightly gripped by the tight jeans. "First thing to learn," I took one step closer, dominating her small, slim.