When she returned she was holding a pair of pink silk french knickers, with a lacy trimming. "You're going to put them on?" I asked. "I'm going to put... them on you," she replied, slipping my feet through the leg-holes before I knew what was happening. "Hey, wait a minute..." I began to protest, but, when Vanessa got an idea into her head there was no sense in trying to stop her. I felt the gentle carress of silk as she pulled the panties up my legs. "Lift up your arse," she ordered, and. Katrina rocked her hips and pushed herself up, offering her sex to the redhead. However, each time the woman ceased touching her. ?My name is Alexandra,? the woman said, ?And you, sweet, are my new toy. Like all little girls, I like to give my playthings names. So, sweet, from now on, your name is ?Boots?. You have such a nice, purring puss, right?? Katrina nodded slightly. ?So, Boots, I have another gag I want you to wear. However, from your whimperings behind your gag, I know you. Without really thinking it through, I jumped up on a table. The huge room was almost completely dark except for the sunbeam I was standing in that shone through the crack in the wall, lighting me up dramatically. Taking a deep breath, I stuck two fingers in my mouth and whistled as loud as I could. The shrill whistle got the attention of nearby people, who quieted and turned toward me. That enabled those further back to hear and they in turn looked to see what was going on.Ignoring the fact I'd. He was being trained by his father to manage the estate. This, and maybe other reasons, was why the boy didn’t seem to like the other children of the town, who would sometimes come and mingle with the Caervon children. The second boy was exactly opposite of his fair brother. While the latter was blond and had grey eyes, Luka, for that was his name, had hair so brown it was almost always considered black, his eyes dark green, which would turn darker when angry. And angry he was. Unlike his.