I moved my gaze upward to her face, that milky white skin, those luscious lips, those piercing blue eyes and the mass of blond hair that came down to ...er waist. Gulping down my desire to kiss her right there, I smiled sheepishly and said, “Ariel, great to finally meet you, want a drink?”“That would be nice,” she replied in a voice that sounded oh so sensual to my ears.We sat . . . we talked . . . things came easily. It wasn’t awkward like I had expected; rather it seemed that we were totally in. The threat was almost as good as a whipping, And there it was that uncontrollable cumming. these training day things were the only ones that got her off like this. She was sure that they were keeping her young!That evening after dinner, Mary had to do the dishes and then while john and Rose sat on the couch and watched television, Then Mary had to switch every commercial, cock or pussy Mary looking up once she watched John kissing and fondling his mother, she was so happy to be part of the. I remember when she first came in to my salon with her Mistress, and I think that was the last and only time she even looked slightly masculine.I had worked with Becky's Mistress a few times before on other sissies, but Becky was going to be by far her biggest focus of time and attention. It seemed that Becky's Mistress had just started her own business importing various pornography tapes from Europe and was planning on setting up her own distribution business in the States. The only problem. I know you to well, Mary said. I hear the men talking. You flash them under your desk. Acting innocent she answered, is it my fault they look. Mary smiled shaking her head. Adjusting her seat, Sam sat behind her desk. Stretching her legs out, she raised her feet up. Seeing she could see her toes from over her desk, she settled down for work. Her phone buzzed from the front office. The receptionist letting her know Mr kings 2:oo was here. Hiking her skirt, Samantha watched for the door to open..