I had her follow me up to the my bedroom where they were stashed under my bed. "What size do you wear I ?" I asked. "9 1/2 medium if you have them." ...he replied.I found a pair and gave them to her. She took them out of the package and examined them. Kicking off her shoes she put the stockings on and clipped them to the white merry-widow she was wearing under her dress. With her shoes back on she stood in front of the full length mirror in my room. She pulled up her skirt up. I tried to be a. One second it was lovely, as always, and then the next ... well it turned into this shit.” He waves his hand about. “Then this lady comes running wildly towards me, screaming her head off.”“My husband was trying to kill me you see,” Melinda managed. “He had those red eyes ... awful really. But my brothers were there and they fought ... it was bad. He was killed but so were they. It was an awful thing to watch ... So much hate.” Melinda starts sobbing once again. “So much blood...”“And then you. Nice day, isn’t it? May get a bit rough tonight when the storm blows through. Can I offer ya something to drink? Now, now, I’ve got all kinds of stuff here: bourbon, Scotch, gin, vodka. Even got some craft beers from the monastery, Belgian stuff young folks like you seem to like. Oh, all right. I’ll get ya some water. Think I got a bottle below. C’mon down, your price is right! Here ya go. No, don’t drink much anymore myself. Just a belt around happy hour, only somethin’ good. Don’t ever settle. ."You forgot?" she says with a predatory grin, pulling up my skirt andgripping my cock "really?"I nod. "Yes Mistress..."She starts to pump my abused cock.. which hurts! And feels good... ohh... ohshitt..."So you're both smart and dumb right bitch?" She says still grinning. "Yes?" Y.. yes Mistress..." I whimper."Really?" She purrs, teasing my cock, then there's a little snick and thecock ring is released..."OOh... ugh!" I squeal, with a rush of sensation so strong I almost faint...When I pull.