“Are you having fun with that?” He asked jokingly as he watched me toy with it. “Mmmmm yes,” I replied as I kissed the head of his dick. I rea...ched down and started rubbing my aching clit. “Are you playing with yourself, young lady?” He asked in a playful but authoritarian tone. “Yes, detective,” I said with a mischievous smile. “Stand up and lift your skirt,” he ordered. I did exactly as he asked me to. “No panties!” I said as I playfully moved my hips from side to side. “Yeah, I see that,” he. "We both chuckled at that.Then I stuck my proverbial neck out, and said: "So if our next date is our third date, does that mean you'll sleep with me then as well?"There was a slight pause, which seemed to me to take an age. Had I taken things too far? Was she going to bolt out of here and rush for that fire door, to Hell with the consequences? Maybe I had disappointed her, maybe I was being crude.But her mouth curled into a seductive smile, and she said: "Well, that just depends." Depends on. James' eyes glazed over as his body was rockedback and forth, his mistress raping him even more enthusiastically thanthe day they had met.Suddenly Bayonetta gasped and the wild rhythm of her fucking slowed to acrawl. James was yelling into his gag nonstop, his groans and pleas barelyaudible through his stuffed mouth. As she removed her fingers from hissides she saw, to her shock, that they were dripping in blood. She staredat her crison stained hands in disbelief for a few moments, a look. I sat at the chair for hours being pampered by my new mistress, she would purposely brush her tits alonly my body and my face and brush me with her ass as she applied make up to me. She fitted me with a long haired glamorous wig with red auburn colored hair and as I watched my transformation in the mirror, I couldn't even recognize myself as a man or myself anymore. I was a woman, and I looked and felt the part.Mistress had me get up from the chair and she held me tight and kissed me. She said.